Basically this is just little stories from parts of my childhood I'm 15 so I don't have that much to share, but I'll start and end at Major points..

Starting off as about a 4 year old kid, I lived with my mom, my dad, my sister, and well nothing else. We lived in a ghetto neighborhood and as a kid all was in rose tinted glasses. I'd always be playing with my sister. I remember this one time when my parents went out together, they left my sister and I with out neighbor. They were you stereotypical Black family of the time. I don't know how it happened to me, but I think I cried because of something and they threw me into the basement, put a trash bag of clothes on top of me, and left me there ALL DAY LONG, a few minutes ago before my parents got back they brought me up and gave me a Popsicle so I'd instantly calm down and look fine.. My parents suspect a thing, and my sister didn't seem to care.. After that I don't think my parents would ever leave me there again, even if i didn't tell them what happened.. A lot of the rest was a blur but there's the occasional stuff i did with my sister, "daddy's a poopy head" joke and so on. Not to much to say about my time in school there.
After awhile my parents bought a new house and we were gonna move out of the place we were at and into the new place. We left some stuff there overnight and our house got broken into a computer monitor was stolen a long with my baby tapes.. Depressing right, no trace of the babyhood you don't remember. We finally got moved out and into the new place.


Well that's it for today..

Hope you enjoyed bye..
-Richie