Showing posts with label arson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arson. Show all posts

Monday, January 7, 2013

It's that child again

The young girl-child. This is what she did today.
 These are scorch marks and melted I-don't-know-what on her bedroom floor. She set fire to some garbage. In her bedroom.
 When I went to check on things after Sproing told me she was burning something, there was a very small flame on a small pile of charred something - maybe paper. I stepped on it, put out the flames. Told her she had quite a mess to clean up.

These pictures were taken after she'd done some cleaning. When I first saw it there was lots of broken glass and glass beads all around. She threw her make-up mirror at the wall. She also threw a small plastic fish tank that Superman bought her to house a Beta fish. (The fish died long ago.) It had blue and green glass beads in it before they scattered over the floor.

When asked why she set fire to trash in her room she answered "because I want to kill myself." By burning down the whole house?? WTF? She doesn't think very clearly. She threatened to hang herself earlier in the afternoon, then later she said she'd stab herself with a knife. I asked if she had a plan to hurt herself, if she really intended to do it. She said "None of your goddamn business." Excuse me? I am her mother. It's definitely my business.

I didn't know what exactly to do. Should I call the police? The fire was very small and there are two small scorched areas on the floor. How big a deal is this? I have no perspective from which to judge. Or should I take her to the hospital as a suicide risk? We've done that before. The upshot then was that she threatened suicide as a bid for attention. Shortly after Superman and I had a "serious discussion" with her about the fire she "ran away." She put some things in her book bag and left the house. A couple of hours later Superman went to her best friend's house and found her there. As I suspected. He brought her home.

There is other stuff going on behind all this mess. Evidently she has a reputation at school for being a slut. She blames Sproing for spreading this rumor. He of course denies everything. I don't know how the gossip started. Oh, and she called me a liar when I said I didn't know who started it. She says - he says. I don't believe either of them. The thing about her reputation as a sexually loose young woman is that it's true. She sleeps around. Why? I don't know. Also, word got out that she's bisexual. She is livid about that. But, I said, you are bisexual, right? Yes, she is. So? Well, it's social death or something. This is small town South Carolina, so perhaps it is. She's sunk anyway, mostly of her own actions.

I'm fuckin sick of the whole mess. Having a hard time dredging up any give-a-shit. I just want my house to not burn down. We're sleeping with our bedroom door locked tonight because I don't trust her. She is livid. She may well be capable of and willing to sneak in here and stab me in my sleep. She might also set the house on fire. Superman brought the kitchen matches and the lighter for the fire place into our room for the night.

It's late. I'm tired and have a busy day tomorrow. I may or may not sleep tonight, but I'm going to give it a try.