Growing up was normal, I went preschool like any other kid,excited around Christmas. Loved by both of my parents. The only problem is they didn't love each other. One of the latest thing I remember is being on the floor coloring and my parents yelling and my dad exiting the house. Soon I was traveling between two houses. My mom kept the house and my dad moved back with my grandma or his mom. I didn't mind being there one of my best friends was neighbors with my grandma. But never seeing my parents together saddened me as a child. My dad after two years was finally able to afford a small two bedroom, two bathroom small house in NA. That house was remodeled from head to toe. The house was finally done in third grade. That year while with my
