My Childhood

I do not remember much about my childhood, ranging from birth until 7th grade. However, lately things have been triggering sudden flashbacks to pop up in my life and I feel like jotting them down. This post here shall be what I remember of my childhood to date. In the future, you can expect posts titled flashback as I remember more about my past. Some of which is happening because I actually found some pictures of my childhood that I did not know we even had. I am trying to make myself more like an open book and don't want to hide anymore secrets from people. I am starting off this goal by blogging about my childhood.



I was born in Palm Springs on December 29th in John F. Kennedy Hospital. I don't know if it is still open now-a-days but I think it was closed. I have one brother, one sister, a mother, a father, two aunts, and one cousin. Everybody else in my family is deceased. So yes, I have a very small family. I know that at a young age my parents got divorced and I saw my father for, roughly, the first seven or eight years of my life. I sporadically saw him and I recall that my siblings and I would go to the movies with him. Then he left to Alaska and I haven't seen him since. He now resides in Arizona. Back on track. My leg got cut open at the age of, I want to say, seven. I got twenty-three stitches in place and I have an amazing scar there. I remember that there was a lot of blood and my pure white sock was drenched in blood and quickly turned a dark shade of red. I was then rushed to Doctor's On Duty in the car and I don't remember much after that. I spent a summer in Arizona with my grandmother (before my father moved there). Due to my incredible pickiness I did not really eat much that summer. Towards the point that the only way you could describe me would be that of a "holocaust child". With ribs showing, a very pale complexion, and dark circles under my eyes. I could not hold down food for a while. I eventually got over that and soon became incredibly chubby. I want to say that I overate as a child and was mildly overweight as well. (I grew past that in Freshman year.) My mother got with a man whom my family refer to that man and his family as "evil people". I remember a lot of arguing and yelling between he and my mother. My mother got a parasite in her liver and spent a handful of time in the hospital and my siblings spent our time with the vile man. The rest of the time over there is just a blur. We lived at his parents house and he and his parents kicked us out a few days before Christmas. Oh wait, I did see my father again. My mother and father got funds so we could spend Christmas in a Motel 8. I think it was Motel 8. I spent Christmas with most of my family, it was nice. Then my father left and I remember spending a few weeks in a homeless shelter. According to my mother, we spent most of our time playing board games there. My mother worked an awful lot when I was a child. I started going to a wonderful children's theatre in my freshman year. I am very glad I did and I spend a lot of time there. I went from a period of being really outgoing in elementary school then went into a solitary shell for middle school and a while of high school. Went through a few phases and whatnot. Blah, blah, blah. I have done marching band for four years while at high school. All the rest shall be discovered in Flashback posts!

Little school side notes: I lived in a Prunedale and moved to Salinas just in time for 2nd grade. I went to Prunedale Elementary, Mission Park, then Washington Middle School and at this current time I go to Salinas High School.