It was shortly after my family trip to the Philippines when I was 13 that
I am Peruvian-Mexican-American and proud of it. My family is large in numbers and obnoxiously
I always considered myself a healthy kid. But in 2015, I struggled even to muster
I never really knew what it was like to have a functional family at home.
I remember my first time on an airplane. As any six year old would be,
As a freshman on the school’s track team, I was praised for the speed and
The first time my kneecap dislocated was when I was playing soccer in seventh grade.
I grew up in an average household with two parents who supported me unconditionally. They
If you asked me to draw a straight line without a ruler or a perfect
A smile is something people remember, love, and find comfort in. But not for me.