Here is what happened to Chitt's mom.
Chitt's life really, really sucks right now.
Mr. Smith, Noemi, and Celestyn arrived at about the same time. They all seemed strangely elated, but in a nervous way until they saw the woman who was insane from fear and me sitting outside the police station.
Celestyn, who seemed to notice first, ran to my side. “Mom! What’s wrong? What happened?”
“He’s going to kill us, he’s going to kill us, he’s going to kill us…”
“She’s been saying that for the past five minutes,” I said, almost in tears myself from watching my mother in this state. “I can’t get her to stop.”
“Well are the police going to do anything?”
“I don’t think so.” Then I burst into tears. I felt Celestyn and another person hug me, Noemi. I felt slightly better knowing that she and my sister were there. They made it seem like everything was going to be ok.
“He’s going to kill us, HE’S GOING TO KILL US! I CAN’T LET HIM!” Mom got up and ran into the parking lot, screaming incomprehensibly.
“Stop her!” I yelled. I ran after her, but she was going too fast. I heard one of my sisters scream for help, but no one came; it was too late and the highway was fast approaching. “Mom! Stop! Please!”
A red pick up truck was speeding down the road. It was going fast. I couldn’t tell who was driving, but whoever it was didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping.
Mom ran into the middle of the street and stopped. She turned to face me. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was still saying those five words. When she saw me running for her she smiled and reached a hand out to me, as if asking me to save her.
Brakes screeched, three people screamed ear-piercing screams, and metal collided with flesh.
I continued all the way to where she was. Everything was blurry. Salty water fell onto my lips. Someone seemed to be yelling, but I couldn’t hear what he or she was saying. A deafening silence had overcome me. I couldn’t smell anything except for the burnt rubber.
When I got to where she was I couldn’t see at all. I fell onto my knees and cried into my lap. “It’s all your fault! It’s all your fault!” someone shouted in my ears.
“No it’s not!” I yelled back at them. “I didn’t do anything wrong!”
Footsteps as loud as gunshots ran around me. Something hit my back that felt like a tree had fallen on me forcing me to scream in the pain of the moment.
When I was finally able to open my eyes and see I saw a red and yellow tree. One by one, multicolored leaves fell from it and spiraled in the wind until they met the ground.
Mr. Smith, Noemi, and Celestyn arrived at about the same time. They all seemed strangely elated, but in a nervous way until they saw the woman who was insane from fear and me sitting outside the police station.
Celestyn, who seemed to notice first, ran to my side. “Mom! What’s wrong? What happened?”
“He’s going to kill us, he’s going to kill us, he’s going to kill us…”
“She’s been saying that for the past five minutes,” I said, almost in tears myself from watching my mother in this state. “I can’t get her to stop.”
“Well are the police going to do anything?”
“I don’t think so.” Then I burst into tears. I felt Celestyn and another person hug me, Noemi. I felt slightly better knowing that she and my sister were there. They made it seem like everything was going to be ok.
“He’s going to kill us, HE’S GOING TO KILL US! I CAN’T LET HIM!” Mom got up and ran into the parking lot, screaming incomprehensibly.
“Stop her!” I yelled. I ran after her, but she was going too fast. I heard one of my sisters scream for help, but no one came; it was too late and the highway was fast approaching. “Mom! Stop! Please!”
A red pick up truck was speeding down the road. It was going fast. I couldn’t tell who was driving, but whoever it was didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping.
Mom ran into the middle of the street and stopped. She turned to face me. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was still saying those five words. When she saw me running for her she smiled and reached a hand out to me, as if asking me to save her.
Brakes screeched, three people screamed ear-piercing screams, and metal collided with flesh.
I continued all the way to where she was. Everything was blurry. Salty water fell onto my lips. Someone seemed to be yelling, but I couldn’t hear what he or she was saying. A deafening silence had overcome me. I couldn’t smell anything except for the burnt rubber.
When I got to where she was I couldn’t see at all. I fell onto my knees and cried into my lap. “It’s all your fault! It’s all your fault!” someone shouted in my ears.
“No it’s not!” I yelled back at them. “I didn’t do anything wrong!”
Footsteps as loud as gunshots ran around me. Something hit my back that felt like a tree had fallen on me forcing me to scream in the pain of the moment.
When I was finally able to open my eyes and see I saw a red and yellow tree. One by one, multicolored leaves fell from it and spiraled in the wind until they met the ground.