You can choose to be anyone in this world, but the only constant is your family. They are your roots, and no laws can take that away from you. There may be things you would love to change about your family, but you must learn to live with them. After my parents were married they wanted a baby. I was born September 13th, at 6:00 pm, that night I cried until my mother fed me. Once we checked out of the hospital, we went to meet my two sisters, We had such great joy and love in our home. Everyone was looking forward to my arrival, and my beautiful crib was waiting for me. Months went by, and I began to babble. I mumbled some syllables and sounds to say my first words. I liked to crawl, and eventually walk; but I didn't like be walking without shoes on the floor. My older sister used to give me weird hairstyles, but I was happy. I started my studies in primary school with standard grades. There's where I found my first friends that I remember. We don't live in the same country, anymore. Although I am introverted and shy, I like to travel and have fun. I moved to the United States with my mother and father, in which I acquired a new living style and new experiences. I moved to different places with my parents. My mother has always been there for me through thick and thin.Unfortunately, no mother is perfect. I never had any stability. My father never realized that we moved to a country where you have to have a job in order to feed the family. He was an abuser, and didn't want to go to work. My mother was the most affected by the domestic violence. It's a really sad reality knowing that we still have this type of violence in our society. I grew up knowing that everything you construct can be destroyed in seconds. That's why I feel guilty for letting this happens to my family. All I can remember it's that I never did household duties. Everyday I woke up to specifically watch cartoons because I wanted to escape. Although I know how selfish I am