I come from a family that has always been split up. The story starts in Oxnard probably the ugliest part of California, well actually let’s rewind so I can tell you both of my parents are smokers. While my mom was pregnant with me she smoked. Meanwhile my dad ran an experiment by tapping on my mother’s stomach to teach me to count. Now I was born in the only place in Oxnard that has any redeeming qualities, Saint John’s Memorial Hospital and as I was being delivered I was dropped in a tray of my mother’s blood from her C-section, this plus the terrible asthma I had resulted in me spending the first few weeks of my life in a care unit. Finally I was taken home to Ojai, the most beautiful small town you’ll ever find. Three years later my parents broke up, within a year my dad met Erin. My dad and Erin started dating and she moved into our house near downtown Ventura. Of course throughout all this I was still travelling back and forth from my mother’s house to my father’s house.
At my dad’s we had a dog, Gizmo. Gizmo was my best friend, but his main purpose was as a guard dog. Eventually Gizmo got old and had a hard time at telling friend from foe and bit two of my dad’s friends. This meant he had to be put down… This was the first time I experienced true loss. A couple of years later I lost my great grandmother to cancer. The year after that I found out one of my best friends had died in a car crash. Then in fourth grade my great grandfather who I looked up to more than anyone died. Throughout all this I was also losing other pets and other people that were really important to me.
My life was so unstable but there were three things I always had, my parents and sister, my love for learning, and videogames. I used videogames as an outlet, when I was angry I would use my evil characters to unleash my rage, when I was stressed I would play a game to relieve the tension and when I needed somewhere I could feel powerful and not have to worry about my asthma getting in the way of me being the hero I could turn to videogames. This is why I want to further my education, mainly in the technical arts, so that anyone who needs an outlet will have one and I can know I helped them.
At my dad’s we had a dog, Gizmo. Gizmo was my best friend, but his main purpose was as a guard dog. Eventually Gizmo got old and had a hard time at telling friend from foe and bit two of my dad’s friends. This meant he had to be put down… This was the first time I experienced true loss. A couple of years later I lost my great grandmother to cancer. The year after that I found out one of my best friends had died in a car crash. Then in fourth grade my great grandfather who I looked up to more than anyone died. Throughout all this I was also losing other pets and other people that were really important to me.
My life was so unstable but there were three things I always had, my parents and sister, my love for learning, and videogames. I used videogames as an outlet, when I was angry I would use my evil characters to unleash my rage, when I was stressed I would play a game to relieve the tension and when I needed somewhere I could feel powerful and not have to worry about my asthma getting in the way of me being the hero I could turn to videogames. This is why I want to further my education, mainly in the technical arts, so that anyone who needs an outlet will have one and I can know I helped them.