Judy took me to court to gain full custody of me away from my mother and grandparents. The only part about the whole thing I remember much of was that I was at school the morning of court and my tummy was so upset that I couldn’t stand it, and Judy was so sweet and loving toward me explaining that it was just nerves and that it would all be over soon. Boy was she in for a shock.
My mother showed up for court, I didn’t even know she was in town. She became so out of control during the proceedings that she said; “I can’t watch my daughter being auctioned off like this”. That was the first time she had even shown concern for me in my whole life. But the concern was not for me it was another of her ploys to draw attention to herself. She stormed out of the court room and I followed her into the ladies room. Where she was screaming at me and yelling at me, but when she raised her hand to me I lost all my composure and slapped her across the face and told her; “you may as well give me up, because for once you need to think about what is best for me not what you need to look good.”
The next thing I know I am walking out of the courthouse with Judy who was just awarded custody of me by the judge, and I lived with her family until midway through my freshman year of college. My high school terms were much happier and I felt for the first time in years that I could breathe again. My grades went up, I was a member of my high school marching band, where I all of a sudden was instantly very popular and was able to experience music and dance again for the first time in many years.
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