My Mum and me never really had a brilliant relationship, we argued a lot. She then tried to make up for the arguments by buying me things. My friends were always jelous of how 'spoilt' I was, yet for me it was always the other way round.
My mum has an underactive thyroid... or something. I'm not sure if thats the cause of the violent mood swings or not, but if your in the house when she errupts you just want to be anywhere else but in the centre of it all. Anything can set her off. I've tried numerous approaches of coping with it, my favourite is slamming the door whilst shouting back and running upstairs to plunge myself into something else. Sometimes when her moods were at her worst she would barge into my room in the middle of the night, screaming and shouting at me to tidy it.
Recently my mum has been mainly in good moods... which is hardly suprising. She likes to go shopping in Manchester on day trips, or weekends in London. I refused to believe what was right in front of my tightly closed eyes.
I had stayed at my friends that night, my mum had insisted on it, she also made a very pushy suggestion that I should stay there throughout the day. This wasn't a best friend and I started to feel intrusive as people departed from her house after a very long night. I sauntered back to my house, not wanting a lift due to the fact my mum had asked me to stay.
There was a dark car parked on our drive, a soft top sports car, unfortunately not one of ours. The curtains were shut in my mums room, I tried the door and found it was locked even though it was mid- morning. I knocked and stepped back, I'm not sure why... fear?
My mums curtain pulled back and I could see her wide eyes staring down at me.
After twenty mintutes at the door she came down and ushered me into the kitchen asking me to take the dog out.
Once I got back with the dog the car was gone. No explanation.