My mother passed away 12/15/06. She lived in a apartment complex and had signed a paper stating that in case of emergency or death my sister was supose to be responsible of getting her things out. After momma died they told us we had to the 29th. to get her stuff out. So my brother called my sister several times a day and went by her apartment. She wouldn\'t answer the phone or the door so niether one of us had spoken to her since Sunday before we buried momma on Tuesday. He got a call from one of mommas neighbors telling him that my sister was at mommas yesterday cleaning out the apartment so my brother went over there and said my sister was giving all of mommas stuff away to who ever she could find. So my brother told her that he wanted some of the stuff and told her what I wanted (Pictures of my kids, deep freezer, clothes, all the things I had bought momma thats all I wanted).She told him he could get whatever he wanted but I wasn\'t entitled to a d**n thing momma had. The only reasons I can guess she would do that is because I moved 200 miles away in 2000 or momma had left me benificiary of her insurance. But it\'s not like I got the money because it took all of it plus a little more to bury her, which me and my husband agreed to pay.My sister wouldn\'t sign the papers at the funeral home, her and my brother was supose to pick out mommas plot together she ran off and left him, when momma died she went and took all of mommas money out of the bank to buy her kids christmas with (which she had no right she wasnt on the account). She is being a total witch. I don\'t know what I did. She didnt even call me when all this happened with momma my brother did. I had just talked to her on Wednsday bfore momma died on Friday and she seemed fine. I think she needs some serious mental help.
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