i would like to star writing about me and my short life story ....
well my name is luis siguencia and i am 16 years old i like doing a lot of stuff but most of all i love skateboarding,i don't consider
skateboarding as a hobby or a sport skateboarding for me is like a best friend that would never leave , the brother i always wanted to have and it gives me a reason to wake up in the mornings... enough with that i could go forever writting about it...
So i was born 11/8/93 my dad left home to come to the united sates when i was 1 and left me ,my sisters and my when i was 2 my mom left to find my dad so now it was just me and my two sisters sonia and nelly i love them they took care of me while the could they gave me love and affection..... when i was 5 my 2 sisters came to the states left me with my grandparents which did the best to look after me and i love them for that but they had their own responsibilities and had little time for me, i grew up in a beautiful place.. i was different i did not live in a city i lived in a place where you can run free and play with not toys but animals... i was curious and anxious to discover the world around me i would wake up every and go to school which was very cool at the time but right after school my beloved dog and best friend i can say, waited for me after school since the place i lived in there was one school for the whole lil village well anyways i would go back home trough this lil forest instead of walking trough the road i would always find something fun to do..i had not that much of friends at the moment and people would ask me what em i doing walking around this place alone and i would say im just going back home from school i was different from every other kid in the village i was the only kid with no parents and i was the only kid walking home alone from i was the kid with the dog... i was the "WIERD KID " i was the one helping my grandparents milk the cows i was the one working with the old guys i was the one always getting hurt... well after going trough forest it would be kind of dark and i would be scare to keep on walking b/c of all the stories about ghosts people would tell me but my dog would be there right next to me and would make me feel better and gave me that confidence to give that last step..theres so many stories i have about me and what iv done when i was a little kid STORIES you wont believe and i bet you dont even believe me right now but i dont really care if you do... well by the time i would get home dinner would be ready and my grandparents would ask me about my day and i would just talk until they get bored and make me wash the dishes well it was the best time of my life yet when i was 9 my parents decided to bring me to the states now this is what the period of time that shaped up my life.
I did not know notting about how people came to the united sates or that kind of stuff but i did know that my parents did not come legally to this country and i figured i had to come the same way they did and i was right when my parents called me and said what was gona happen i was happy beacouze i wanted to see my parents i wanted to meet them but my grandparents did not want me to come to the states the way i did,here we go...........
FIRST i took a 3 day bus trip to peru with some stranger that was paid to take care of me i had to stay there for almost 3 months until all the paper works where done, i stayed in a lil room with some other family that was suppose to take care of me but i would never talk and always be looking out the window then i got a lil comfortable with that family it was a lady and a guy and a lil baby i try to make the best of those 3 months but there was notting i could do couze it was another country and a whole different place a place i never been to THE CITY so one day i decided to go out and explore the city it was bad really bad people would just look at me everywhere i went but i got used to it i meet some kids my age and had fun as i explored that new world that was for me in a month i was able to walk out and not get lost there was this park name PARKE DE LAS FLORES and it was beautiful it was full of flowers and right down the park was a beach where i would for the first time had seen dolphins would seat in the beach and watch them jump until they left and when the sun was setting it was the most beautiful thing i ever seen at the moment.... when i went back to the place i lived in i would just eat and go to bed lay down and think about my parents and about how do they look? what kind of parents where they ? and about all the stuff i wanted to do with them and how much i missed my sisters... well time came for me to head on to the airport i was not luis siguencia no more i was not ecuadorian no more PAPERS said otherwise i was kenny rojas from peru i had to memorize the new name and the birthdate and some other stuff they were gona ask me ,where was i born? my parents name? they reason of travel? everything was a lie and i learned to lie i was so nervous and anxious to get on a plane for the first time i always wanted to fly!.. well it all went good when i got out of peru i got in the plane and i was so happy i was actually going to meet my parents trough out the whole flight i didnt sleep i looked out the window for 8 hours some times it was just white all that i saw but i was still amazed it feelt like it was 8 minutes not hours well when i got off the plane i thought i made it i thought i lied well but NO when i was passing trough immigration they asked me for my name and and birthdate and i said what i was suppose to say but then they told me"I KNOW THIS IS NOT YOU" and they took me into some room where all i saw was people chained up from head to feet and i was scared i was crying they told me to not say the truth no matter what and i didnt they keep asking me questions and i said everything i was supposed to say until i finally gave up beacouze they showed me an id of my real mom and dad and told me that they had confessed so i just told them all the truth my real name and stuff after about 3 hours my dad came in to the room i noticed after he came and talked to me and it was weird b/c i feelt notting NOTTING it was like seeing a stranger in the streets.. they talked to my dad i was still crying then after a few hours my dad took me but only beaocuze i was a minor and i couldnt be sent back right away and i had to attend to court like 2 weeks after that when my dad took me out the first thing i was when i opened the door from that room was my mom OMG i feelt so happy and omg! i cant explain how i feelt tears just came up my heart down my face i ran to her and hugged her and asked her why did she leave and told her to hold me tight and not let go!
i took a car to where my parents lived i was expecting a big house with a nice backyard and my own room and maybe a pool in the backyard while i was in the car i looked out the window expecting to see nice big houses nice streets and stuff like that well all i saw was big buildings,cars and a lot of ppl it was not the place i dreamed about..anyways i had to deal with it when i got to the building i lived in i walked out the car and i was happy even tho it wasn't what i expected,i walked into this lil room which was an apartment but it was the size of my room back in ecuador when i walked in the apartment my sisters were watting for me and ran to me and hugged and we shared tears of happiness well after the moved away from me i saw a lil tiny lil head hiding behind the bathroom door and my mom said look this is your lil sister and i was like what! she was 3 and i ran to her to hug her and then she began to cry and ran away from me i think she got sacred after a while she got used to me and i got used to her we had fun the first weeks until she was a lil too annoying well i was home bored for 2 months until the decided to send me to SCHOOL........i wad happy to go to school the first day i was very nervous and shy i went into a big building which looked very cool at the moment when i went into the class everybody just stared at me and after 30 seconds of silence began to laugh out loud AT ME all i heard was noise couze they were speaking english and i had no idea what they were saying so i laughed at how funny the sounded speaking english and then my teacher introduced me to the class and had no idea what she was telling so i just took a seat until some other kid told me what to do in spanish IT WAS hell i was in 5th garde and everybody would pick on me .....there was this girl i liked in class and i wrote her a letter and beaocuze i was too shy to tell her well when she got it she showed it to everybody in class and everybody made fun of me even the teacher laughed at me... next day i was walking to school decided to go back home beaocuze i didnt want to go to school beaocuze i felt bad and my parents left to work so i would just stay home for like a week until they finally found out i was not going to school well i had to go to school now i had no friends and just did what i had to and ignored people after wards i graduated alone from the 5th grade...... when i went to 6 grade it was better there was kids like me that just came to this country but nobody had lived what i lived......... everything went well for those 3 years of junior high a lot of stuff happened but thats a whole different story it was a new life a new me a new WORLD,well the most important stuff that happened on my 8th grade was me wining a poetry contest between 5 other schools i always loved to write poetry but for some reason one day i stooped but i still love it and could bring back the old days.....
HIGH SCHOOL.
at this point im kind of used to this new place i ended up in ,meet new people have new "friends"
family problems begin... teenage instincts kick in "love " has taken me down but memories had pulled me up, mistakes have showed me the way and a new world begins.......when i graduated from junior high school i was sent to george washington carver for the science in jamaica which was pretty far so i had to transfer the first week of high school i ended up in JONH BOWNE HIGH SCHOOL were i meet my best friends that are now jerome , and my brother jeco and at the end of my freshmen year i found i meaning to my life SKATEBOARDING every since the day i steeped on a skateboard it was love and passion all i felt and i still feel the same way now thats the only thing that has not changed since then,on my 10th grade i joined the agg program which bought me a lot of friends and memories,my junior year one of the most important things that happen to me was meeting michelle kwan and janiri jerez they are the most truthful people anybody can every meet im so glad i have their friendship and trust THEY ARE THE BEST!<3
AT this time now i have great friends and school is okay and skateboarding its still holing me back and keeping me going..BUT my parents are noy,my dad is notting i imagined but i still love him and my mom is just pushing me away and im not sure if shes aware of it but lil by lil shes pushing me away ..i try not to worry but sometimes i just cant help it.. after all those years alone wishing i had my parents next to me NOW the questions is SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO ?
