When we came to the states we settled in the South Bronx. things were bad anyway and got worse once we got settled. I was small for my age I looked about 5 years old. and I don't realy remember what happand,but I end up bruised up and tied to the radiator it was yellow nylon rope and it was thundering outside with lightnig. I was under the window, I tried not to cry cause I always got exrta hurt for showing weakness. nobody came back,the next thing I know is the police and fire dept. is coming thru the fire escape,My mother was trying to be found but she went to puerto rico I was in the hospital cause I had broke both my wrists trying to get out the only thing that kept me sane was thinking of boqueron beach and home with a doggy and I can't remember much else I was tied up for 3 days so i musta been in some kinda condition. I still dream about it. scary stuff