Do you think the begining of my new book interesting or to ordinary?

The life I was circulated was corrupt from the beginning of age four. There was nowhere to run from the commence .The inside of my house was full of conflict and the neighborhood was one-step from Satan’s grasp. Clementine was an apartment complex mixed with 35 percent good people and 65 percent bad people. The madhouse I lived in withheld but barely contained eight individuals. The four roomed roach and mice infested repugnant home was shelter for my younger sister, cousin ugly, grandma, uncle’s , wood, hawk, and my momma. I really do not recall my life from the steamy impetuous day I was born on July 28, 1985 until I overtook the age four, the outset of reckoning and dilemma in my life. My grandma was showing me ; fights broke out in the house continuously, and shots were heard every night. The situation took a toile on me early; I did not know what to do. I was the type of kid who stayed to his self the quiet type. I was not taught much in the beginning of my life, the household was busy doing there own thing. My grandma was somewhat religious and prayed a lot. My mom was not there much for my sister and me so my grandma raised us. My uncles’ and wood sold drugs out the house, and hawk was an extravagant artist and a deniable thief.