It was a Saturday in the morning, if my memory servers me well. I was in bed... still asleep,it was early in the morning maybe around 9 Or 10 O'clock. And the phone rings , It's my little brother using my mom's phone his name is Joseph and his 12 years old.so I answered the phone like, hello? "Hello, Ashton?"I said, hey Joseph what do you want?"How are you?" I'm fine thanks."I am also fine, thank you. Oh, Ashton are you busy?" Yes sort of,why? "No simply because, mom's been shot". I am sorry, what? " Yeah , mom has been shot and we are at the hospital.can you come?" Mom's been shot, okay, what do you mean?... of course I can come, which hospital? and he tells me the hospital. I started panicking, jump out of bed , I am running around. I am trying to put my clothes on , some things are backwards. I don't even notice, I don't even care, I'm losing my mind. for your own information I was still studying at college. I had no car and no money to take a cab. It was just a disaster ... I had to go around asking strangers for help, because I had no one to help me. unfortunately no one was interested. So I had to walk to the hospital .As soon as I started walking the tears started coming out. You can't even control it, you are just walking and all of the sudden (crying). I am walking, I am trying to hold it back(crying) there I am , walking to the hospital like a mad man. I get there , my brother is...