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The house my father lived in had bats. No one really would believe this if they had actually been in the house and lift with those bats day and they out. You would think that leaving the light on wood scared him somehow and that coming into the rooms but they still came in the rooms. December they were talking on the news about bats being in someone's home or they found one that's in someone's home and it was on the news and I thought wow we had a bunch of bats in our house and no way to put us on the news. In addition the wood really cared. What could happen with the 12 with the 12 of the seven-year-old and a bunch of bats flying around at night. The first time I found out about the bats was when I was laying in bed with my sister and she was trying to explain to me about the bats no I didn't I didn't quit speaking of English to really know what that was but I did understand that she was talking about some kind of animal being in the house that's not supposed to be there. Now this house was not a house anybody should live in. There was a garage downstairs and upstairs somehow my dad made a home. Maybe it was supposed to be just for him but since it was the summer I had come there to visit for the first time and that my sister was there. I remember her talking about these bats are at that these animals that were flying around the house and I was really kind of wondering what she was talking about since there were no curtains on the windows and half of the windows in even have class the moon and the light from outside shell and into the room and as she's talking and looking at the bedposts which you couldn't see that Dave what you could only see the outline of the bed because it was dark but it remember seeing that one of the bedposts was higher than the other and I also remembered that it wasn't like that when I went to bed. So she had already fallen asleep and I woke up trying to say that the bedpost didn't look right however I didn't know how to say that in English so I just kind of emotion that and we turned the light off on and there was a bad sitting on the bedpost and they just set there. Living with that became just a normal every day. We tried to ignore them and we tried to sleep with the lights on but they still came into the rooms. One time my father came running out of the bathroom and we saw that there was a bad hanging inside the toilet bowl and he had just sat there. That freaked me out because that's one of my quick bite me is to have something but me and my behind and I'm on the toilet. He was lucky he didn't get bit. There's also one day when my father thought that he could shoot one of the beds except he was shooting in the house and the only thing a shot was the win though one of the windows that actually had glass in it and I thought immediately that window will never ever be fixed. There were other run-ins with bats. One was that my father was trying to raise some great Danes because you want to make some money with them. Do you have all these little puppies everywhere and they were cute but I knew that they were going to grow into a gigantic dog so I was trying to help him take care of them and one day one of them was playing with something and I looked down and the dog the little puppy was standing right over a bat and cut a smacking of the round and that that did nothing except kind of leather his wings. At that point I really had to do something and I took a stick and the bat and I pinned down one of the wings of the bat and took the bat and hit it and it was really well phooey. We have a movie I had to hit it over and over and the bad kind of bounced off of it it was the weirdest thing and it really really bothered me to have to kill this fat. I had never killed anything in my life except bucks and then it was only like an aunt or something like that to fly but nothing out that big like that and even today I still live at the killing this little bat. It was awful.
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Bats in the house
When I was 12 years old my mother told me that my father whom I have never met send a ticket for me to come and visit him in America. I could tell she was a little apprehensive about me leaving but I was really excited to be able to visit America. In fact I was thinking that my mom was glad to get rid of me for the entire summer but maybe she wasn't entirely. So when the day came to leave I was booked on a flight as an unaccompanied minor. I remember sitting in this room on these really little chair I was thinking that I was probably too old to be an unaccompanied minor because of the chairs in the waiting area with the other kids for waiting was so small however I was glad that somebody told me where to go expert. I mean I would've never known wait to get on the plane but the most but the scariest part was that I had no idea with my father look like. When we landed in Chicago I was escorted out by an escort to meet my father and I remember coming out and this woman with blond hair waving at me. When I left to come to America and meet my father at picture at meeting my father and I kind of didn't think that he would be Marriott and having other children. For some reason that never even entered my mind. So turns out the woman who was waving at me was his wife and her name was in a NN. The whole situation was kind of awkward. I'm in here I'm 12 years old and that meeting these adults for the first time and one of them is my father it's all kind of surreal. When we left the airport I didn't realize that we had another 56 Hour Dr. in front of us and I became pretty tired in the car once I got in because it was late and I was exhausted and for seven somehow I understood that they told me we had to drive to St. Louis and that I had some no wait So I got clarification about me arriving in America. I guess Aaron was not his wife anymore. She was they were in the middle of a divorce but as a 12-year-old I really didn't care or understand any of that anyway. So yes we did go directly to Pearl. I remember being in Pearl and in the house and waking up in the middle of the night and just looking out the window. The house across from my dads house was really nice White House and I thought maybe that's why my grandmother lived. My grandmother was the only one who kept in touch with me over all the videos and she would send me packages mostly with the polyester nightgowns that had some kind of picture on it, A stuffed toy usually something that you could wind up and it would make noise, and bubblegum and walnuts. I remember she always said walnuts and the walnuts Kinda tasted like bubblegum because they were in the package so long together they kind of took on that flavor. All those characters on the night allen's she sent I didn't know. I just lived a totally different life and we didn't have American TV north if we have Disney movies so I didn't know what any of those characters were. I do have a picture of me wearing one of those nightgowns well in the hospital after having surgery to have my polyps in my nose removed. So anyway I thought that was her house because it looked beautiful but I also thought no maybe that's that harass her house it just doesn't look like a house anyone really lives in. I couldn't read the sign from the vet but many years later when I went when I went back to visit Cara I with the sign and it said funeral home. Coincidentally I came there to see my grandmother off because she had died and she was in that funeral home. Living at my father's face, it's really difficult for me to call her the home, because it was a garage downstairs with kind of a shop/living area and the bathroom where you had to take a piece of plywood and put it in front of the door. And that upstairs you went up on these raggedy stairs and I don't remember them having even a place to hold onto upstairs was to foams two rooms and the windows were kind of lacking class meaning there was no class at all of the windows and there was some kind of cooking area like a kitchen and off of that room was a bathroom with the bathtub. There was no hot water so if and what it had water I have to boil it. Every now and then I really wanted a bath so I would boil water take their self put it all in the bathtub and get in. Jennifer would get it with me and the water after was so dirty it's just amazing that I didn't itchy all the time. My father had a really big car where Mandy you could sit in it was in the fancy car it's at something L it had three leathers and void of them was an L but it wasn't a fancy car for American standards but for me it was a huge car. I grew up in the tiniest family not knowing I had a huge family on the other side of the world
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