All of my blankets pillows clothes and belongings ended up in the trash again; I got most of the important less valuable things back but got hit with a thick piece of oak more than 10 times and choked until my breathing stopped for getting them out. (he said it all smelled like fish and was garbage.) I was really scared when I didn't have anywhere to run to I was in the backseat holding onto my pillow as he was ripping and grabbing my for holding onto it. I remember everything no matter how many times I am called crazy and put on medications to give me brain damage and grow boobs.