Frederick Cruger

My mother married a man that was the devil himself. He was so black that if you cut off the lights you would just see eye whites and teeth. He looked like a black Freddy Cruger and his name was Frederick. When she first started going with him, she would disappear for days, then weeks. She would call but sound so sad. We were teenagers and I just assume everything was fine. Then she finally came home after we started complaining and she told us she was getting married. We met him, and he looked spooky to me. I didn't like him at all so I didn't say much to him. My mom didn't seem happy to me but she said she was and she loved him.

At the wedding, I went to the restroom and stayed until it was done. I love my mom with all my heart. She was all we had to depend on and she was a great mom, but she loved her men friends too. After they were married, we could tell he was abusive. He never smiled and she always cried. One night she invited us over for a big dinner she made for him. It was huge. She seemed happy. He worked at the

cigarette company and they sent him two free cartons a week. He came into and

went in the bathroom. My mom said dinner was ready. He came out of the bathroom,

and through all the food in the trash can. Cursed my mom out and she collapsed.

He left. She said she would be fine, and for us to go home. I have never been so scared for anyone in my whole life. I felt uneasy about leaving, but I left, slowly.

We left my big sister there because he liked her. My sister said my mom cleaned up and went into the restroom and stayed for a long time. When she came out, she got in bed. My sister called us. She told us something didn't seem right. My sister

called the ambulance and took my mom to the hospital. She had overdosed on pills. We met them at the hospital. He never came. When they released her, we decided to move her out while he was at work. We got her an apartment and moved her out in two days. We took his guns just in case he was coming after her.

He did. He hunted her down but following her from her job. We told him that we were all moving in with her. He was upset for a while and harassed her on the phone, and then he stopped. I prayed to GOD that he would take him back so that mom could live again. Well, three years later, he called my mom and told her that a deer died in his driveway. She told him to call the city to come to get it. They told him to put it in the street and they would come to get it. He did. Two days later, he started spitting up blood from the cigarettes. He had put blood all over his house. My mom called the ambulance to go to his home. They took him to the hospital where he died. I hate to say it but I was relieved, he was finally gone. He left all his money to his drinking buddy. My mom buried him and got the house. When we went to clean the house there were cigarettes in every drawer of his house by the cartons.

He had cigarettes in the closet stacked up and in the Pantry. Blood everywhere.

It was gross. When we went to the garage to clean it, I tried to open a window and at the time I was saying why I hated him and was glad he was gone, and just then

the window slammed on my finger. I shouted and I knew he did it!