Nelson Hollerway Period 2

Bang-Bang

Nelson Hollerway
“This is your 9-1-1 operator, how can I help you?”
“My mom um she’s bleeding really bad….”
“Okay what is your address?”
“I—it’s 1834 Creek Ct.”
Every kid learns to dial 9-1-1 from their parents and teachers. Most kids never dial 9-1-1, but my sister and I were luckless enough to have to. My mother was shot two times once in the stomach and once in the lower arm. I called the police and did everything my mom told me to do before they came. She told me to call my grandmother and I did. My “Grandma Janis”, as I called her, showed up in the nick of time and picked up me and my sister up from our mother’s two bedroom apartment and drove us to the hospital that my mom was being treated at.
It was warm fall day, the sun was bright and the afternoon was beautiful. My sister and I were outside playing on our little tyke’s jungle gym. We heard several loud sounds coming from inside our white town house apartment. Both of us ran back to the house to see what was going on only to find our mom lying on the couch with a bible in her hands. There was blood everywhere. She told me to call 9-1-1. After I got off the phone with operator I asked her what happened and she told me that someone broke in our house. She told the anonymous robber to leave and that she wouldn’t call 5-0. She said after that the culprit pulled out a gun and shot at her four times. She was shot twice and grazed by one of the other bullets. The other bullet went through the wall. My mother didn’t know who it was that broke into our house. She later found out that it was her jealous her ex-boyfriend. He turned himself in when he found out that she was in critical condition. My sister and I stayed with my grandmother for about a week. When the bull was tried he was deported back to Trinidad, his home country. My mom was in Virtua Hospital in South Jersey, and she was released in a few days and we all stayed at my Grandma’s house until my mom fully recovered from her stomach wound.