​my days started in 1982, the month was january on the 25th day, the only person that was at my birth was my grandma, 
whom i love dearly, i dont remember that much untill i was about 5, ill start my story with this,
i was getting babysat by one of my moms friends named sue, she was a larger woman whom had a boyfriend and two kids, there names wer greg, jeffery and i dont remember the girls name, anyway jeff was the son. and we wer going for a walk with qnother kid, jeff was older than me and had an attitude, we wer coming back thru the back alley and they decided to play in the garbage, wich was also ine alley, wich also had a bees nest. me being to young to relize climbed on to of the fence wich was built around the garbage, i got up there,and it became a nightmare cause i couldnt jump down, the bees started to sting me all around my ankles and wrists, and they wouldnt stop,,i was screaming and greg,(boyfriend) came out and got me, it was a bad sunny day and i ended up with marked up wrists and ankles,  it was a bad day,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,it was a bad day,...