1. The Rescue

It was March the 5Th, 1973 in Dale City, California. I had to finish my chores in order to receive breakfast. In the amount of time of mother yelling at my brother's, and then finally coming to check on me. I had been smacked around a few times before finishing my chores. As I finally finished my chores I was rewarded breakfast; leftovers from my brother's breakfast. Mother would take me to school or I would walk. Being late as always I would hate going to school for the fact that I would get made fun of, but I also loved going to school at the same time. This was because I would have a break from mother and her problems. When I would arrive at school I would be sent to the office for being late. Then I would be sent to the nurse’s office for my every day body exam. To see if I had any new abuse/"accidental" marks. Until one day I accidentally spilled and told on mother. I was then questioned by the principal than a police officer, who had removed me from school and took me to the police office. At which the officer phoned my mother and told her that I will not be returning home, that I will be staying at the juvenile. If she had any questions to call the juvenile. The officer and I had left the station. I realized we were on the highway. During our drive the officer began to explain to me that I was free now. I didn't understand what that meant. UNTIL..............