Sandi
My mother lunged at me, wrapping her arms around me tightly.
"No, no, no. Please! Don't take my baby. You can't take my baby!" my mother screamed hysterically, her grip on me so tight it was painful. Her fingers were digging into me so hard, I knew I was going to have bruises.
"Okay, you need to let her go right now. You need to let her come with us," the man who had taken my bags to the car told my mother.
"No! No, I can't lose her. You can't take her. She's our baby! She's our only child! You cannot have her! You can't take her. She is all we have," my mother screamed at him, as tears ran down her cheeks unchecked.
"Mom... please..." I whispered, worried about her safety. I felt the sting of tears in my eyes as I looked at the shattered look upon my mother's tear-streaked face
