I had a good childhood up until i moved to Imperial Beach.  I remember that my mom and dad would always fight.  I remember the night when my mom and dad were fighting, and my dad was taking all of his stuff.  He had met a woman named Denise.  That was his new girlfriend.  Then we lived at her house.  The only real friends i had were tow kids named Ben and Jessica.  We would always hangout together.  Some of my worst of my memories was when I live across the street from the surfing store.  There would be so many nights where I had to go woth out food because there was none in our small apartment.  When we did have food, I had to make some for myself.  Just remember that i was only nine years old at the time.  I don't even remember going to school that much.  There was this one time where I wnet to Jessica's house to watch a scary movie.  Ben was there too.  I was there for a long time, then I got a call from my dad.  He was mad.  When i got to the house, he hit me.  I cried for a while.  He said that I was not allowed to go there.  I think he was drunk.  And I also remember once when he ordered some pizza.  I was outside talking to Jessica, and then my dad came outside, and threw a pizza crust at my face.  It hurt. Alot.  He shouted at me, and told me to clean up the mess.  I cleaned for a long time.  Sometimes he would lock me out of the house, and I would have to go to his friends house to stay the night.  Then, when I would go back home in the morning to get ready for school, he still would not let me go.  I would just play at the beach all day by myself.  Well thats enough for right now.  I'll post more later.  Bye.