Memories

  Let's start off with one of the very fist memories i can recall. I have two brothers Eric and Brett. One day my mother came to terms with reality when we were very young. She could no longer afford all three of us. So her and her sister and law talked it out and came up with and idea they said we would live with my uncle and my aunt. They didn't say for how long but it ended up to be half a year. Let me tell you it was one of the better times of my life. My aunt and uncle treated  us how kids should be treated. I was so thankful to have such people in  my life. I still am at nineteen. We had really great times at that house in Flint. They treated us kids as if we where their own and they did a lot of neat things for us. As you know though all really great things do come to and End. My mom decided to take us back with her new boyfriend Larry I suppose they had been saving up their money because they rented a duplex out in Fraser. I remember that ride being one of the longest from Flint to Fraser. How much I would miss the relationship with my very closes'es of kin. When we arrived in Fraser it was more of a better safer community with the police station only being blocks down. Living there for the next eight years with four people, including me dork brothers is what seem to do the most scaring. I had new surroundings and it was all very new to me, especially this skinny biker dude who called him self Scary Larry. He was a new drastic drop to the man of the house i was previous use too.  
   I recall one day with Larry right after we moved in, we didn't know much about him just that he was with my mom and staying with us. Larry was watching us while my mother was out with her friends for once in awhile i guess and he was making us food, hot-dogs an macaroni and all the sudden while stirring the noodles he started to convulse and fell back droppings's the macaroni fell all over him as he lie flat on the ground. i was so startled an so were the boys we kept poking him and putting water on him but he wouldn't wake up. I sent the boys to watch cartoons as my young self pondered on what to do an within ten minutes latter my mother arrived back home in shock to see her boyfriend on the ground. She called the ambulance immediately and assured me i did alright and should have dialed 911 but its okay because i didn't know. After he came to he said sorry to me and the boys. It was one of the scary moments that happened. for the next 7 and a half years from their out he would continue his sever drinking problem and fight with his diabetes.  In and out of multiple seizures. He wasn't one to take care of himself or others. He was a sad frighting individual. From there and on he would become verbal abusive and short tempered and argue with my mother on and off weekly. It really caused a strain in things and activity's.  That Fraser house was very congested and one of my not better memories. When i would come to be in eighth  grade we moved to a real  house with all five of us. IT was very exciting time and a lot better with age but this is a story for next time :]