Red-faced monster

Two days before he was at my house having his long hair permed by my mom she was a hair stylist. The reason that he came calling to our house, just being drunk as a skunk he was not acting like normal human but more like a drunk monster. I asked him what happened but I couldn't understand I told him that I called an ambulance, he got annoyed and started yelling, I'm sure he didn't mean or lost the translation but he said, "I'll kill you", the shovel got picked up again. He grabbed the towels and the water I brought him and took off into the woods. Five minutes later I could hear the sirens coming. The road that leads from the main farm road breaks off and comes down to our four trailers, but the ambulance stopped and instead went straight taking them to the packing factory. I called back and told the operator that they were in the wrong location so they sent a cop to my trailer. Another foreman came on his four wheeler and asked which direction the man went so he could help him. I informed him.

My mom finally made it home as the cops where leaving my trailer. She went nuts screaming at what the hell had happened where was my brother. I thought she would be proud of me having defended our home and dialed 911 seeking help for the hurt man who was a friend of my dad's. NOPE, instead I got bombarded by my mom, sister and brother screaming that I should not of called 911 because it made the man take off into the woods and from my decison he was very hurt and he could die. Can you believe that, putting that on a nine year old that just went through one of the most traumatic experiences of my life. Then I could hear my dad pull up now I was really scared he burst through the door he looked at all of us and I looked at my brother and sister even my mom had that look, the look that they know you're about to get now,"who the hell called the police"? Oh boy Im about to get my ass kicked. At the same time they all yelled over each other Benny did.

My dad walks up to me and looks at everybody, " Muy Bien mijo"! Good job son! Im proud of you, the first and last time I would ever hear that. What I didn't know and my family as well is that the drunk friend was driving with three other friends to pick up their last check and he was so drunk he crashed into the factory concrete wall. They were all very injured. I looked at my mom and siblings Booya! ten my dad handed my ten two dollar bills to go and get what ever I wanted. Thanks for reading.