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Originally Posted by katydid777
Well i wrote a lot this morning about my young life before the age of 10, but it all disappeared when i tried to post, so i will try to re type as much as i can remember. Some of my first memories are when i was around 4. We were very poor, we lived in a one room apartment with a kitchen. The whole family slept in one room that was the bedroom, disappeared, ect. We didn't have a bathroom. We had a very large metal wash tub my Mom would do laundry in, and we would take our baths in, but we had to share the water, and we only got one bath a week. We didn't have a commode in this up stairs apartment, so we would have to go to the out house. That was ruff in the middle of the winter with all the snow, and when you had to go at night.To this day, i still have nightmares about falling in.
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The next place i remember was a much larger place, but i still had to share a room, and bed with my two younger sisters. The sister that was just 1&1/2 year younger than me, wet the bed, but she never got in trouble for it, it some how was always my fault. My Mom wasn't around much, she was in, and out of mental wards bc she was always trying to kill herself,Both my parents were alcoholics, and cheated on each other a lot, The result of the cheating was my 2nd oldest is a brother, ant the last living child is a girl. They were my Mom's favorites, and it was obvious.