…bed and pushed me into my dresser. She yelled at us to get our clothes out of the drawers and pack. She was calling the orphanage and getting rid of us that night. I can still feel how terrified I was as I cried uncontrollably. I had done something so bad that I was no longer wanted and was finally being gotten rid of by my mother. Of course after a while, still angry, she came back in and said that she would give us one more cha…
