My father is someone that gave birth to me. he is kind, funny, but sometimes over protective of me.
I love my father but i have never told him that, he is they only person i look up to, he is my hero.
Sometimes i might say i hate him but I don't really mean that i do it might just be because i am mad, because i really love him.
My mom died 4 years ago, so I leave with my dad and my twin.
Life has not been fair to us since we came to the united States.
I love my sister, and my brother, i might get mad at them a lot but we also have a lot of fun time together.
I love spots and like to write and sing.