I managed to let loose of her grip and ran to my room. I locked my door; thanking heaven I installed a lock. I heard a staggering and running into things. Then I heard a pounding on the door.
Mom: Commee… outtt!
She pounded on the door some more with great force while I sat on my bed in the fetal position. I really wished I was somewhere else. Dakota! On the beach with Dakota. That is where I am. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine that. I felt relieved and lay out on my bed. The pounding stopped. She probably fainted… I longed to talk to Dakota. No cell phone, like my mom cared. I heard something hit the window. I looked out, it was Dakota!
Dakota: Hey, need a get away?
Me in a whisper: yes
Dakota: K comon.
I love Dakota so much. He knows me all to well.