My family moved over here for almost 20 years. They came from Vietnam,it was a hard time for them during that time. But when they finally got here they lived in a 1 bedroom apartment and there was like 10 people. It was very hard for them. But they sticked together throughout the years.
When I was born we lived in LA...where there were a lot of troublemakers{gangsters}. We lived there until I was about 2 years old. After that house we moved into a very large house that fits all of us. This house is in Baldwin Park. I don't really remember anything from the old house except one thing.
That one thing I remembered was that when I was about 1, I was outside playing when a guy came up to me and took my hand and was about to walk away with me... but hopefully my grandma saw, she started screaming and yelling. Eventually he started to run away. That was a scary moment...!!
When I was in third grade my parents got divorced...I wasn't really sad because that was the best thing for them to do. When that happened my dad moved away{we were liveing with my dads mom}. But my mom still stayed there until I was in 1st grade. We moved...... I hated that, because I really love my grandma!!! But I ccouldn't do anything. We moved in with my cousins, they were very mean! But I just ignored them and never talked to them. I remembered that summer it was so hot!!! So we drank a lot of h2o.
We stayed there for almost a year, then my mom bought a house{which had 5 rooms}. It was very big. But unfortunally my mom asked my uncle and his family to come stay with us because he had no where to go. I still live there now. Its a really compty place and I love it!!
