I was an only child. We were so poor, my parents and I had the same room.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was an only child. I hung out with my parents.
I was an only child.
I was the second of six kids. I wouldn't say we were poor; we had no money. That's different.
I was alone a lot as a kid, because my parents were divorced.
We were so poor that my mother would often leave me in a foster home until she could raise enough money to rent rooms for us.
I happened to the be the fifth child of my family, so everybody was already grown and had left home already.
I had a really hard time growing up; we were a large family, and we didn't have much money at home.
I shared a room with my parents until I was 7, and I lived with my uncles and aunts and my cousins and my grandfather... so the house was always full of people.
I was a lower middle-class kid. My family had no money. There was no room in our small house where there were already four kids, including myself, living.
At home, growing up, we weren't really poor. We had everything we needed, we just didn't have what we wanted.