Prolouge
It was a land before time, where an
astonishing individual was born, a girl… Just kidding, it was really just a
third world country, where I was born and raised, until things beyond my
control would change the course of my life forever.
Venezuela, a once rich country,
turned to shreds by its corrupt government, is the place I called my home. At
roughly 10 years of age, I began the adventure of immigration, and wouldn’t find
complete peace until 15 years later when my citizenship to the United States of
America would actually be approved.
Within those 15 years, I have coursed
through American cities, and through the connections and the encounters have
managed to shape my life in a way I would have never even imagined as a child.
First I lived in Miami, the closest place to the USA, as they call it. Everyone
was from a different country, and we’d joke about how we hadn’t seen an American
in weeks. There I learned the language, joined a quintessential American sport,
cheerleading, and focused the rest of my attention on being an absolute smarty
pants. Fast forward 10 years of president’s honor roll, national championship
titles, and an almost seamless understanding of the English language, I moved
to Boston to pursue higher education. There I studied theater production, but
it wasn’t long before I started to wonder if I’d sold my soul to the devil by
joining the theater, and before long I was gone.
Traded in my winter boots for a
pair of flip flops, and adjusted my sails towards Sarasota FL. Here I discovered
my passions as a hoop dancer, my talents as a designer, and a better
understanding of what I truly want in my life. What’s to come is uncertain, but
hopefully it’ll be a happily ever after for me.
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