So you wanna hear a story huh,I'll give you story about my childhood all the way to where I am now.My name is Miguel Castro,and this is the story of overcoming the struggles I had to deal with my everyday life.I was born on June 5th 2012 in a house because my parents didn't have the money to pay hospital bills. I was 2 years old my parents left me at a foster homes for young children without parents.Figured that my parents didn't plan me to be born because the way they treated me and abused me.On May 17th,2019 I ran away from the foster home and started to live my life in the streets looking for shelter and food.There were some bad people in the city I was living in for now and that's when I was only 6 years old.I stole fruit and clothes from the flea market just to survive but always got caught.Also the kids there bullied me there and called me mean names like "Garbage boy" because of the way I looked.I didn't care what they said because they words didn't hurt me.After that I started to practice fighting on my own with a punching bag I found outside of the flea market.
But the thing that inspired me to fight was that i saw a man that was about to get mugged and went up on a 5 man gang facing them all by himself.It happened at a park near the soccer field.Once he put his luggage down while the gun was pointed at his face.After that,i saw the most amazing fight i have ever seen because once i saw him put the luggage down,He grab the guy's gun and started to fight all 5 of the men with each of a punch and a kick to their body part.The man left all 5 men hospitalized for the damage he's done to their bodies,i started to wonder if the guy was trained by learning mixed martial arts and fighting because he started to knock all the members of the gang one by one in a way i couldn't describe it.That was the most inspiration thing of beating the odds and that's when i started to train myself even harder than before.Over the days of hard work and survival my work paid off,I was able to defend myself and get what I wanted.Until one day called the cops,so I started to run as fast as I could but eventually ran out of breathe.The cops would tell me"where's your parents?"then I said,"I don't have a family."I was surprised they let me off easy but gave me a warning to stay out of trouble.2 years passed by and became skilled at what I was good at stealing,fighting,ideas and most importantly running.I trained myself with simple workout routines like push-ups,sit-ups,lunges and all that type of stuff except weights or supplements.The first fight I have ever had was at a school where a boy 2 years older than me would start to pick on me because of the way I looked.First he shoved me to the ground,then kicked me in the rib cage,and spit on me like trash but what he didn't know was that while he was turning around to the crowd he had chose the wrong time to do it.I punched him in the face.When he was on the ground I started to punch him several times in the face causing him to have a bloody lip and bruised eye.I grew up with violence and fear because that's how I was raised.
August 24th 2024 I noticed that the world has become violent because the way society treated me.Today i witnessed a boy being shot by a drunk man,truly horrifying for a normal person to see.I needed a place to stay but no one in the city seemed to care so I was on my own.It was 9:38 pm,I was awaken by a scream outside of a bar,I saw a man harassing a women for some fun.My emotions to react I had an adrenaline of knocking the man out and I went up to him and gave him a punch in the face.The man in the grey seemed to be tough so I let him try to hit me first,dodging each of his attacks giving me the advantage to give an uppercut under the chin knocking the man out with blood on his lips.Then the lady went up to me and gave me a hug saying "oh thank you thank you,I could I ever repay you." I told her "no need to thank me." Then she said "Where's your parents." I looked at her in the eyes and told her,"I'm all on my own."The nice lady told me to stay at her place in an apartment where the view was astonishing and the place was incredible.She introduced me and said,"My name is Rachael whats yours?"I responded,my name is Miguel,nice to meet you Rachael."Her boyfriend walked in the house and told him about bragging how I saved her life.Rachael's boyfriend seemed nice in my opinion but wondered in my head why wasn't he there for her?The boyfriend went up to me and introduced himself as well and said,"My name is Michael what's yours."I told the man,"ask your girlfriend who I am,she'll give you the answers."Rachael told me I was able to stay at her place for a few days figured that gave me a chance to have shelter and food.The next morning I left leaving nothing behind and planning to find my parents since back in the Foster's home I told them where my parents were but responded respectfully saying,"your parents went to California for a quick visit.The flashback of my past was so clear and heard everything.I remembered this kid named Daniel who was the kid that listens to everything the owners say in the foster home.I told him that if he knows anything about my parents going somewhere and told me they will travel from Brooklyn New York to Somewhere at California,that's when I he helped me escape the foster's home and thank him for everything.I never saw him after that but I was just trying to remember where my parents were.
