then when i was about 3 me and my parents moved out, and into a small house with a big backyard.

I remember being persuaded into sneaking into my parents room to watch porn with my cousin tina. and my cousin marie. that was really funny.

my grandma helen was really into horror movies and got me into them. i remember watching the movie popcorn alot. I went with my mom, my aunt, and my cousins to watch Candyman in the movies. it scared me alot and i couldn't go to the bathroom alone for months, and it still bothered me for about a year.
my grandfather was dying and i remember going to the hospital. i don't really remember alot about that because they took him to san francisco or someplace and he died there. but i remember his funeral and my dad was crying alot.

then we moved back in with my dads family.

i developed an excessive fear of death and would have death induced anxiety attacks and somewhat obsessive compulsive tendancies thinking if things weren't done in a certain order my family would all die.

nobody really understood the degree of what i was feeling. and i would always have emotional breakdowns and cry for no reason and have temper tantrums. but i did like burgers.