
Many unfortunate things started happening though. Our West Covina house was robbed twice. Because we lived right next door to a high school, people would always destroy my mom’s rose garden and she would get so pissed! Graffiti began to appear in different areas throughout the neighborhood. They knew it was time to get out of there! Eventually, they ended up moving our family to a smaller and quieter city called Chino Hills. It was empty back then…nothing to do. Now, the city has developed and grown tremendously.
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