I asked my mom what happened and she told me my dad got in a car accident and died. Thats when i dropped down to floor and busted out crying, I felt like i just took a bullet to my chest.
Your father died in a car accident.
After that day i turned cold. My heart was as cold as ice. I started breaking the law and selling drugs to help my family but i got caught. I was put to jail for 4 years and that when i decided to change my ways.
So i started working as a janitor in a small public school which helped me get money to barley survive.
A year passed, I was still a janitor but i wanted better for me and my family. So i decided to pursue my dream of travelling to the USA and owning a big fashion company.
So i moved to Washington Dc and lived with a family friend. Everyday I tried selling clothing that i made but everyone laughed at as i didnt speak english.