• My whole life fell into small pieces. Falling bit by bit till it was all gone with no hope. Everyday felt the same as the next. There was no change at all. As if my emotions and feelings changed in some ways I never knew about. In 1992, the year I was born in my mother died when I came out of her womb. Her last words my father stated was, "Raise her and make her grow into a strong girl when she grows u-up." There on the hospital bed my mother past away with a smile on her face.
    Then things got worst. In 2001, the terroist attack of 9/11 my father died in the twin towers when the terroist crashed through the towers. I was 9 at the time and in school. When I heard the news about my fathers death I cried bloody murder and that'll be the last time I cried. Since I lived in New York the police desided to send me to a foster home.
    There I moved from New York to valley in California. My foster parents were nice and were able to let me stay there my whole life. They weren't abusive at all they were the nicest people I've ever met. Tho my life changed and I hade to move place to place I still loved California. Specially where I lived, an open valley that I can run in and be free in.
    I went to school and made only 4-5 new friends but that was alright with me I didn't want to much friends or else something horrible might happen. But there was a particular boy that always looked at me with a slight glare. He was the same as me, asian. But things get weird when I meet two "things" I never knew existed in my life or in science!