I like to think of myself as just another young lady hoping for the future. As a kid, I've always dreamed of becoming something huge and successful. At one point I wanted to become an Astronaut, then a Pediatrician, a movie director, a video game developer, etc... It wasn't until 5th grade that I would completely decide that I want to be famous for my art.
I got picked up by CPS in 8th grade; December 17th, 2012. That day, I decided that I wanted to die... But I couldn't. I had my sister to look after.
In 2013's summer, I would be placed in Vail to go to Cienega, make friends, and two months later, be forced out of Vail.
Sometime in August, I was taken away from my sister and put with a new foster home. From that day and forward, I was also diagnosed with Chronic Depression and signs of suffering from Separation Anxiety. These conditions, when combined, which often happen, render in suicidal tendencies. I promised myself I would run away and hopefully get kidnapped and die on November 13th, 2013. But that same day, I would lay eyes on my biggest crush for the very first time. He had outgrown brown hair and was crying his eyes out. One thing lead to another, & on November 30th, 2013, he would stop in the middle of the hallway to kiss me. I finally found my reason to keep on living.
My plans for the future are now completely different.

My name is Liz. I am 16 years old. I want to become a designer in the artistic realm, become a published author, and spend most of my time at home to take care of a tiny version of myself and my fiance. There's not a special thing about me, but I can tell you exactly what does make me different: I believe in the power of love and what it can do for us. Some people claim to have seen Jesus. I claim to have seen true love.