Story of my childhood in a group areas act community called Phoenix in Durban, South Africa .This is a true account of factual events as best as I can remember them. they will be out of timeline because each story is simply a memory that pops into my head prompted by my real time life. I'm a reader, I'm not a writer, but those who I've divulged my story to say I should write it. This story is about my pov of events in a home with domestic violence and all the lovely things that accompany it. Due to the nature of my story ,names will be changed to protect my identity.