Sometimes she gets physical, and hits me. One minute she loves me then the next she hates me. I know to run, when the flames come into her eyes. Other kids feel lucky when they get a new phone, or a sketch-pad, I'm lucky if my mom is in a good mood when she comes home. One time she texted me and said "You lying *****, you ****** your grade up" I didn't do anything it was a mistake with the teacher, he ever told her. But I still had to pay. I don't know. I needed to get that off my chest.