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A man I don’t recognize appears, grabbing a fistful of my mother’s hair, yanking her head back, and drawing out another piercing scream. Why won’t she shut the fuck up? He starts to drag her down the hallway, and I know I should help her, my brain is telling me to go after them. She’s my mom after all. But I’m frozen in the bedroom. When did I completely stop giving a shit about her?

- Uh...not off to a good start.