Behind The Screen || Jaylin's Life

➴Meet Jaylin Tonami➶

 {Photo Above Was Edited By Me :3 )
Okay before I start this I want to note a few things.
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-- My name isn't actually Jaylin Tonami. It's just a screen name I made up. I don't plan on sharing my real name anytime soon that is the same with my age.
-- The things I say here are from my perspective. No one else.
-- I'm only writing from what I have experienced until now.
-- I don't plan on editing any of my chapters.
-- My friend's names will not be mentioned, instead, I will call them a different name. They'll know who they are.
-- Your opinions on what happened I won't care about, it's fine on what you say.
-- This is just an introductory. I will get deeper into specific topics in other chapters, so I won't talk too much.

Now, let's begin.
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❝There's 'Hell' in Hello, 'Good' in Goodbye,
'Lie' in Believe, 'Over' in Lover,
'End' in Friend,
'Ex' in Next, And 'If' in Life. ❞ - Unknown

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I was born January 15th, in the Philippines in Lucena City. I was the first-born child in the family with my cheerful and artistic mum and my smart and my-look-a-like dad. (Yes, he looks like me. I get told that a lot.) I stayed in my mum's house and mostly spent time with my mum's side of the family but played more with my dad's side who had a brother with 5 kids at the time but now has 10 so it's understandable why I'd play with them. After about a year later, a few months after I turned 1 years old, I moved to a different country called 'New Zealand.' New Zealand isn't a country that is well known in the world but it's a great place with really kind people there. It's a multi-cultural place so there were lots of Filipinos like me there.ヽ(^◇^*)/

Once I moved to New Zealand (Specifically Auckland), a few months later my little sister was born! ＼（＾○＾）人（＾○＾）／She looked like my beautiful mother with the face but had my dad's eyes for me I looked like my dad but I had my mum's eyes. We moved here because my mum's family was a bit close here (As in my mum's Uncle, Father, Step Mother and Step Sister.) and my parents wanted me and my sister's life to be a bit easier because the life in the Philippines for them was more complicated. So, my mum was a banker and my dad was a business man which meant that my sister and I would need someone who could take care of us. Henceforth, my Nanny and my kindergarten life began when I was 3-years-old along with my 2-year-old sister having to stay with our Nanny (She took care of multiple kids in one day isn't that amazing?)... And that's where my first friends were made and surprisingly they went to the same Nanny as me.

Their names were well... I can't say them because of privacy and that stuff so I'll call them Juan (I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS NAME GOT IN MY HEAD \ (⊙ヮ⊙) /) and Clarissa. I met Juan in kindergarten when I started to play with him and at the time I developed a crush on him... (Hahaha I know right three years old and I had a crush already.) And that's when I met Clarissa, I met her when I was chasing Juan on the bike and well, Clarissa started chasing me. I don't really understand why but she was. And I'd get annoyed sometimes and we'd fight hehe... One year later their parents met mine and we became family friends. :)

I made some more friends on the way until I had to say goodbye and go to Primary (I think in other countries they call in Elementary. The school system is way different here so I went to primary when I was five while most of my classmates were six.) And surprisingly, Juan and Clarissa went to the same school as me and we ended up growing up together but I skipped a bit of fourth grade/year, because when I was 7... I found out my mum had cancer and we had to stay in the Philipines for five months for the first step of her operation. Time skip to when I got back to New Zealand, I was home schooled in the Philippines but it didn't really help because Tagalog (Filipino Language) wasn't my first language from the tongue but I understood it quite a bit, so I struggled in primary a bit. Drama already started to happen at such a young age just because I sorta well... Cracked but didn't shatter.