3 YEARS OLD
I remember as being an only child I would have to live with an animal I would call dad.
I would hear crying form the room knowing it was my mom.
My dad told me that men don’t cry and if I ever did he would beat me.
My best friend was my mother
I remember one day my mom took me out for a Pupusa
That day we left home to one of my mom’s aunt s and stayed there
My mom sent me to a school in Manassas
My mom at her new job meet my step dad who I thank God for.
My mom is happy and so am I.
Know I have brother that looks up to me and a baby sister.
I still see my dad but I don’t see him as my father
To me my dad is my step dad he’s raised me since I been 3
I love my mother 
THIS IS THE STORY OF MY CHILD HOOD.