Remembering my childhood memories, 90's Kid. Was it Happy?

Hi, this is my first article. I wrote this because there is the first thing that came up to my mind. I want to share with you my childhood memories.

When I was a kid, I loved playing with childhood friends, I remember me escaping my parents at home so I can play with them especially at noontime, the reason why is because my parents want me to sleep at noon, and after sleeping that's the only time that I can go and play. Well, Since I'm quite hardheaded ill escape them. When I'm with my friends, we will start playing Hide and Seek, Chinese Garter, and Patintero and so on, I was so happy when I am with them playing as a child, Knowing that when I got home I will be scolded by my parents, which is okay since knowing that it was my fault and of course I did have fun anyways.

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Growing as a kid I also experienced being friends with my cousins' friends.

with them Aging Ahead of me by that time ( Kids age Ranges from 13-17) while I was still in Grade 6 by that time, I was happy even if all of my friends are almost all men. Of course, I'm always with my elder cousins, almost every day we go out just to have fun.

I also experienced falling in love with my cousins' friend, But of course, it was kept as a secret. He was my First love, Childhood Love, Puppy Love. He became my crush until I was in my 4th year in high school. 

I was so happy back then, But as we know, not all the time we can be happy. I experienced being a kid to be homeless. I was kept by my aunts. you may ask why I got separated from my parents and my siblings,

Here's why.

I always get beaten up by my father, since I am the eldest out of four siblings, 

faults that would be committed by my younger siblings will be my fault.

I will be the one to suffer the consequences of their mistakes.

I always Questioned myself. Why do I always get beaten up even if it's not my fault, it is always me who always takes blame as a punishment for my siblings' actions. Yet they never heard one word from me. I Endured everything just so I can stay with my family, but sometimes, there's this one thing that always keeps coming to my mind, ( am I a foster child ? LOL ). This didn't change, That is why my grandmother decided to take me under her care. she took me to where I would be far from my father.

When I was still in Grade 1, I experienced not eating because I don't have money or there is no one at my aunts' house, Luckily we had this neighbor who gave me food when there is no one home to put food on the table, I was so thankful to them,

"Sometimes in life, your family will not always be there for you. Other's are willing to help those who are in need."

all that I can do back then was to cry, No one is at my aunts' home and at my neighbor. All I can do was keep walking back and forth crying myself out, and with some fortunate turn of events, my classmate and his mom saw me and brought me to their home and fed me, and of course, I got asked as to why I was crying and no one is at home, and for the second time I told them my story. this time feelings burst out of me, as a Grade 1 Student without I have already experienced lots of hardships and struggles in life. 

Well, Things turned out good for me, I was taken again by my other aunt who took care of me, dressed me properly, fed me, and of course, treated me as their own child. 

Here is how id like to share my childhood memories :), I hope you guys liked it. Thank you.