I was on my hands and knees scrubbing pee off the basement floor where the dogs had peed the night before, and my mother wanted me to get the dog pee smell out of the house in 15 minutes. As I quickly tried to get the house to not stink of dog pee, my mother came downstairs and told me that if I didn’t get the dog pee cleaned up by the time I had to leave for an event that one of my friends had invited me to, I wan’t allowed to go. So I quickly got the pee off the floor and got the house smelling better from the dog pee, and my mother told me to get ready for the event. Then my mother took me to my friend’s house and told the mother that I wasn’t allowed to be on any electronics and I needed to be back home right after the event was done. The mother agreed with my mother, and my mother left. My friend was so excited to see me and was so happy that I could join her at her youth group event that her youth group was hosting.
So the friend’s mother took my friend and me to this all-you-can-eat pizza place and met up with my friend’s youth group. My friend introduced me to her youth group members and leaders. I said hi to all of them, and we went inside. We had an endless amount of pizza that night, and I had fun The youth group leader took a group photo of all of us together. Then the friend’s mother came back and picked up my friend and me from the event. The mother told my friend that she needed to take me back to the church so my parents could pick me up because my mother wanted me home right after the event was done. My friend said okay and went with me to the church. When we got there, my father was waiting for me in his car and I went home with my father. I was so excited telling my father how well the event went and how happy I was that I was able to go.
Then, as soon as I walked through the front door of our Boyertown house, my mother called me into the fireplace room in the basement. I quickly took off my socks and shoes and ran down the stairs to see what my mother needed. My mother had a piece of wood in her hand, and she told me to sniff the piece of wood. She asked me what I smelled on the wood, and I told her it was dog pee. Then she used the piece of wood and swung it onto my head and told me that I didn’t do my job correctly and that she lets me do one thing fun and I fuck up everything. AT that moment, my perfect day with my friend went out of the window and I was miserable. My mother blamed me for the dogs peeing on the wood in the fireplace room, and whenever there was a piece of wood that had dog pee on it, she would hit me in the head with it.