My youngest brother passed away in an accident at home at age 4, at this time I was about 9 years old, my mother ( and I can't blame her) had to be Institutionalized for months at a time and constantly tried to commit suicide, so I lived with my other brother in our pastors home for several months and had Nannys live in our home after.
In the " In Between years" 10-13 I was spoiled rotten, I got anything and everything I wanted. Then I turned in to a Rotten Teenager. But I learned alot from that experience.
My childhood was not wonderful but my parnets tried very hard to make it wonderful when they we're around.
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