This is the place of my childhood home, most of it was spent in misery. Which is why you sill see vivid images of night time terrors and dark images of black thoughts. Yet not all of my dreams and days were bad, or all my childhood memeories too bad to bear. I did have some wonderful loving moments, thanks to a loving and caring grandmother and grandfather among a few. So if you come across a few light hearted peices, then you will know why. But either way this is where I spent my childhood...inside of my head most of my life writing away the pain and anger and the tears and even the laughter for I had no one to share it with, so now I share it with you.
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