After my mom went for me, she pinned me against the shoe rack and went for my head and thankfully missed. I did feel pain on my back and wait, but I didnt really care. In a panic, I pushed her as best as I can and ran out the door after my sister, crying before I was already two streets away. I was caught up to her, adrenaline numbing the pain on my bare feet and then I started crying again, realizing I left the younger ones with my mom whom had murderous intent for the kids. I knew my older soster couldnt stall my mom for long, and we started to run to Walmart. I know it doesnt make sense, but we lived 5 minutes away from it if we were fast enough, which we were. After entering, I ran to customer service and cried while I waited for someone to help us. People were kind enough to move out of the way, and 3 kind employees came to the help and waited for police to show up. They gave us free drinks and food and when police did show up, they asked questions on where we were it, if we hurt.