They asked what our mom looked like and where she could be now. It took maybe 20 minutes before they told us to get into their cars as they drove us to our home. I was scared, my mind already thinking my mom got to my siblings. My older sister was nowhere in sight, and so was our dad and our Honda. Our siblings ran out of the tent in our frontyard, which I thought was a smart place to hide in, and relaxed a bit. I dont know what happened after that, but when police walked my mom out of our house, she was yelling that we were sluts, dissapointments, and that she should have sold us to our grandma, who was even worse than our mom. She was taken to the detention center a town away, and police stayed to keep us company as we waited for our dad to come back home. When he did, the back door window had broken, looking like our mom tried to break it with the bat. He had our older sister, and everyone was fine. The next day, we were happy everyone was okay, until OCS. We got separated again.