I thought Id’e write a memory.  I don’t have too many of them, but some really stick out.  Like when I was in high school, I got in a fight with my mom, I left in the morning mad, she thought I was going to run away or something, I don’t’ know, this is how crazy my mom is.  She goes to my school, I know this because I see her from far away, I am at the park next to the school smoking out, and she’s with the vice principle walking around.  The first period bell rings.  There is no way I am going into that school with my mom in it, so I stay in the park and skip first period.  

Later that day, after school, back in the park, two dudes, I never seen before, call me over and say “hey.” you are so and so right? I said yeah.  They told me this crazy story where they were down the street at the super market, asking for change, and my mom picks them up, brings them to my house, cooks them breakfast, and asks them all these questions about me.  They don’t even know me, except that I am that dark chick that walks around campus.  My mom shows them my room, it has a sheet over the window, posters everywhere, a dark room, and asks the kids what is wrong with my daughter.  

And the crazy thing is I never saw those kids again.  My mom was nuts when I was in high school.  She did a lot more weird things.  I do have many more stories.