Close your eyes and imagine this. You are brought into this world by "mistake". Your mother is young, into drugs, and ill herself. She has made a lifetime of bad choices but she decides that she is going to make one good choice, and that is to let you live. You wonder your entire life, why? Why after all she did she decided to give me the gift of life when she didn't have to? But you can never ask her because right after you were born, she passed away. You were left with nothing, sick, and had almost no chance at a good life. But then two people step into your life, two unsuspecting angels who will change you and give you your chance. You are given a chance at life, but you still don't know your purpose. You were born premature and drug addicted, a little baby thrown into a spiraling world of unknowns and adventures far beyond your understanding. As you grow up you have to learn that just because your different, doesn't make you less of a person. Growing up as an African American child in a white family is hard, sometimes even embarrassing because you don't understand why, you just know this is your normal. Kids laugh, they ask questions, and they make you feel like your world isn't what it should be. But as you grow older you start to understand, things finally start to come into place and even though your life has been a crazy ride you are finally strapped in and ready to take it on full force. Then you wake up, you open your eyes and you realize, this isn't a story, this isn't a book, or a dramatic movie that you sit and eat popcorn while eating. This isn't a story you read in the paper about someone else, this is your life. Click here to continue reading.