Two days ago, my mom and I got into a fight. She started attacking me, insulting me and everything I stood for, the whole deal. After that she kicked me out of the house with no coat, no shoes, nothing, for over an hour. Do you know what it's like to be kicked out of the house in 10 degree weather by your mother? I just lost it. I went back inside and I was told I am leaving. No time to say goodbye to your friends, not even my best friend. In about an hour's notice, I was driven to a rendezvous point and my grandparents picked me up. All of this was around twelve o' clock at night and not only was I driven to that point, my mom just left me there. Three or four people asked me what the hell I was doing out this late with my bags. I just replyed "Life's a bitch, isn't it?" I cannot explain to those who don't know what it's like to not be loved by your own parents and how it affects you. I hope none of you have to go through this and to those who have, I feel absolute sympathy for you. I am currently Living in Scarborough, ON with my grandparents and for the most part, I am extremely happy here. It's a hell of a lot better than the foster home she threatened to put me in.