Who are you? This is a question that I believe even the best of us struggle to answer. How do you explain something that changes not just in days or minutes but in seconds? I've always been one to let people know exactly how I feel about certain subjects, but there are a thousand raging emotions beneath this young girl's skin. For starters, I was born in CA Redding in a rundown townhouse but didn't stay there. long. My grandmother came to rescue me from this situation at nine months old, when my mother was having a nervous breakdown and my father was trying to keep my brothers and me away from her. I stayed with my grandmother in a hotel room for a while. Although I don't remember these incidents, I believe it was a message from God to let me know that I was starting a very bumpy ride. Since then, I have only moved twice. Once at a relative's house in Fremont, and then when I was about two years old, at the house I live in now that belongs to my grandparents. I think it's nice to be able to say that I actually grew up here, but I wouldn't say that I had a home. Ever since I was a young child, I have felt the irresistible need to leave, to free myself. I feel like my family's life is restricting me. The lifestyles that formed are my mother having a mental disorder, my grandfather being a drunk, and having an immature grandmother. I've spent most of my life feeling the need to be at home. From trying to stop my grandparents' heated arguments to holding my mother when she feels like her world is falling apart. This lifestyle has led me to always want to take care of the needs of others before my own. To the point that I won't even call a doctor for myself, but as soon as someone dear to me needs help, I am ready to call anyone for anything. Now don't get me wrong, I know... middle of paper... I have to move on. Despite all these activities, I must say that I have an eternal love for the stage. This is probably due to my desire to create different stories through poetry. There's nothing better than seeing an audience loving the words you've been dying to hear. Ultimately, the way I react to a lot of what happens in my life is probably because of my father. My father moved away when I was around seven years old and although he still keeps in touch with me, this action definitely caused me to become a more independent person. I live my life knowing that it is mine. I don't have time to worry about what others want me to do or only have time to do what will give me a happier life. I know that going to university will improve my knowledge and make me prouder than ever. I can't wait to leave my mark on this world because I know that no matter what I do, my voice will be heard..