Place #1
I used to live in a mansion in Cabaret, Ouest, Haiti, with my mom's aunt, who took her in because she was wealthy. My mom's parents had a lot of children, which means that she has a lot of siblings. That was one of the reasons why my mom's wealthy aunt took her in.

Place #2
My mom voluntarily left the mansion with me to go live with my grandmother on my father's side in the same city of Cabaret, Ouest, Haiti. That was because one of my mother's sisters tried to kill us. It was either live in a big mansion and always wonder when death will strike or live somewhere smaller place, but in peace.

Place #3
I left my grandmother to go live with my uncle somewhere else, called La Plaine du Cul-de-Sac, Haiti. That was because my mother was joining my father in the United States. Dude was rich because dude had maids and servants, a big house, a car, and a job with an American company. Many years later, after I left, you know that he sold his house and everything to come to the United States after the American company no longer operate there or went out of business in Haiti. He found out the hard way that his life in Haiti was better because he is now divorced with custody of his children and struggling in Florida, United States.

Place #4
The first city I used to live in the United States was Elizabeth, New Jersey. We used to live on the 3rd Floor of a house that my parents rented from a house owner who lived on the second floor, and someone else rented the first floor..

Place #5
My mom and dad have come a long way. Now, they own their own house in Rahway, New Jersey.