Marcus Singleton

And she looked at him like he was crazy.

She screamed, call the cops.

And then she moved towards the bed, and he grabs her, tries to put his hands over her mouth, one hand over her mouth, one hand over her throat, and they fall on the bed.

At this point, now I'm leaving to go call the police.

I'm guessing maybe he got off of her to come stop me or whatever, because now my mom, she must have gotten free somehow, some way, brushes past me and runs up the stairs, I guess, to the kitchen phone.

He comes running past me, runs up the stairs to the kitchen phone.

Now my stepsister is leaving her room, coming out of the hallway, like, what the heck is going on?

Then we heard the clatter, like some silverware falling on the ground.

I run upstairs, the drawer is out on the floor, there's a whole bunch of silverware on the floor.

They're still arguing.

He knocks on the door, I think.

She doesn't open it.

Then he kicks the door in and walks in, and he puts the door frame back on the door, and he closes the door.

And then it's just quiet for a while after that.

And then after a few minutes, the cops come.

You know, I guess my mom told them everything was okay.

They left.

I hate the fact that I didn't go and call the cops myself.

You know, so the cops could have talked to me instead of her.

I hate the fact that