please translate this for me so i can explain to my bf what happened here last night.
a lot of you here also know the background info to what i am about to write, so here you go, here is part two...
i will try not to make it too long.. thanks so much in advance...



"ok, you know the group of girls from school, who were terrorising me for months.. and ultimately forced me to leave school...?? well, we have had a visit from them.

i was laying on the sofa last night,i had just woken up and heard screams, shouting and swearing coming from outside. i run to the front door and saw three of the girls, my dad was outside trying to make them go away but they were all drunk and screaming to him to send me outside so they could "sort me out".
it was obvious from the way they were that they were not going anywhere, leaving my dad to have to physically remove them. there was one main girl there, she is the one who previously started on my mum when she picked me up from school one day. she is only 15 and its unbelievable to think that a 15 year old can be like this. i know nothing like this happens in turkey so, to understand me, you will just have to imagine the worst area possible..anyway, when my dad managed to remove the girl.. she started screaming "go on then, hit me hit me" and my dad just replied by saying that its not worth it.
this girl had such a smirk on her face that i will never forget it, it pierced right through me and i was so scared for my dad, i know that they all carry knives and i thought he was going to get stabbed.
then, the bitch started to get physical, and my dad ended up picking her up and throwing her against our neighbour's fence. she got up straight away. i couldnt believe it. if i saw someone who looks as scary as my father coming after me i would run away! i dont know where she found her strength but the same thing happened 3 times, it looks like she couldnt get enough of the fighting. imagine that i thought that when i was at school, if one of them hit me i could hit them back and then stand a good chance of them backing off.. i was really mistaken.
the girl had a bottle of vodka in her hand, half gone and was totally in a world of her own, still screaming for me to come out of the house so she could lay her hands on me. at one point i thought she was gonna get passed my dad and attack me. even glass me with her bottle, luckily she didnt.
after much swearing and more unnecessary screaming, my dad finally managed to come back in the house and firmly close the front door behind him. but in less then 3 seconds later, a step away from where i was standing, the front door was kicked in. the whole inside of our house was covered in glass, i was so afraid. i didnt know what was going to happen next. i sat on the stairs behind the opened door, shaking from fear. my dad ran back outside and grabbed the girl he thought had done it (pne of the quiter ones), holding her firmly with his arm so she couldnt run away, he wanted the police to arrest her when they arrived. then, my mum phoned the police and in the mean time this girl was screaming that it wasnt her. my dad looked at the main girl and realised that everywhere she moved, there was a dark stain following her. it was quite dark by this time although it was still obvious that it was blood. my dad let the other tart go and then they started to phone up their boyfriends and friends.
in no time we had about 20 of the worst people around here, at our front door.
then the police and the ambulance came. a piece of the girls foot was in the road, because the glass was thick it didnt shatter as she put her foot through it so as she pulled it back out it cut into her foot really deep. her blood is all over our front door, all in the glass, and all up the street. i cant believe that there was that much blood. it looks like there has been a murder. all the neighbours were looking out of the windows, not one could come and ask if we were ok.
we then had the forensics come, i felt like i was in a film. and was in so much shock that i couldnt even believe what had just happened.
my dad and i stayed up all night in case they came back. the police refused to stay here, so it could happen again at any time.
i wish i was still coming to turkey, i dont wanna be here anymore.. if only your mother hadnt created all these problems for me.. i would have said that id be there in 5 days..!! do you now understand another of my reasons for wanting to be in turkey?
thanks to your mother, something might happen to me here this summer.. if i have my neck broken or if im stabbed, dont be shocked."

one more thing..
id like to say that "i feel like a prisoner in my own home"

ilker has done the first paragraph...

"Okuldan ayrılmam için bana baskı yapan kızları okuldan biliyosun.
Geçen akşam sofada uzanırken bağırma cığlık ve küfür sesleriyle uyandım.
Kapının önüne gittiğimde 3 kız vardı ve babamda bu kızları gitmesi icin uğraşıodu kızlar sarhoş ve babama ben ewden cağırması için bağırıyolardı.

Tum cabalara ragmen kızlar hıcbıreye gıtmedıler.babam onları uzaklastırmak ıcın artık fızıksel yola basvurmak zorunda kaldı.iclerınden bır kız annem bigun annem benı okuldan alırken anneme satasmıstı.O kız sadece 15 yasında bu yastakı bı kızın boyle olabılcegını dusunebılıomusunuz?.Biliyorum Turkıyede buna benzer olaylar olmaz.Sadece en kotu durumu dusunmen lazım.Herneyse, babam kızları uzaklastırdıgı zaman kız babama bagırıp vurmaya basladı babamın dedıgıyse sadece”kızım buna deymez” di.Kızın yuzunde unutamadıgım bır gulumseme vardı.Kızların bıcak tasıdıgını bılıodum we babama zarar werecekler dıe cok koktum."

Sorry, I cannot do it now, because I have really very little time, but in the evening if noone has done it still, I will try my best.

And I don't know your story there. What's the problem of the girls with you? Why are they so crazy and wild? Now, I understand why you want to come to Türkiye so much. I'm sure here you'll have a lot of friends. The girls you describe look like they're completeyly out of control.

miss ceyda you are in my thoughts.