Hi. My name is Amaya. My whole life I have been struggling with things like friends, food and money. Which has taught me to love everything that doesn't hurt. Anyway, I will be telling you the story of my life. When I was born, I wasn't breathing properly. I turned purple. The doctors gave me medicine, which turned out I was allergic to. I got put in this special room for about 5 days. The doctors actually said I didnt breathe for 6 minutes, and somehow still survived. A few days past, and my mom was a nervous wreck. She couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and most of all refused to leave the emergency room. Later that day, my swelling went down and my purple skin faded to peach. I was given to my mom a few hours later. We went home, and my mom was happier than ever. Skipping a few years, I grew up in a townhouse in New Jersey. It was beautiful. At the time, I was 4, and didn't realize anything around me. For example, my mom was struggling with money, but always kept a brave face on just for me. Sometimes I could see she was going through a rough time, but when I would ask her what was wrong, she would say nothing was. 4 years past, and I was 8. Our life got so much better. We could afford takeout like 3 times a week. And most importantly, my mom was happy.
