I was born in Monterey Park, California. Life was not easy for me growing up, every few years I had moved to city to city. It wasn't fun being bullied for being the 'new girl'. I gave up on school growing up and didn't really want to try; I mean what's the point, I'm going to move again anyways, right? No, I finally settled down after moving THREE times, but my grades were still horrible. I had fallen behind my education, but with the help of my parents and teachers I was now an average student. This sunlight was not there for long, it had disappeared once again after my dad had passed away from colorectal cancer. I was at a devastating state, my mind was trapped in its' own shell and I was never able to recover for many years. I was now labeled as 'Her'. I went in and out of therapy, but nothing seem to help me. For many years, I was shattered and broken, but I knew during my junior year in high school I had to push through because I needed to breathe. My grades throughout high school was average, it wasn't enough for me because I knew that I can do better. I miss my dad, but he was right, my education will determine my future. My life hasn't been the best, but I am trying to make it the best.