Remembering those days where I was 

nothing but a problem child  to my family.

I was such a bad kid, disrespectful, 

and overall a nuisance. 

 My parents were the biggest victim of my behavior 

Constantly having to leave work to come and get me, cuz I was in a fight or got in trouble. 

One day it clicked in my head that I was doing more harm to the family than I was benefiting them. 

It took years for me to realize I was a bad kid, a class clown.

 But once I realized I vowed to change my ways.

 I started being quiet in class

Paying attention

doing homework

 studying for tests.

I had to learn how to be respectful because my parents didn't raise me to be a bad kid.
I wanted to change everybodys image of me. 

I wanted to do better and be better.

I saw that once you start putting in the work, you start to see real results.

MY teachers started to like me and stopped treating me like the class clown.

I had to mature not just to better myself but also to benefit my family. 

I was so happy when people started to realize. 

I'm trying my hardest to be the best version of myself

I didnt know that how i act in public gives a negative connotation to how i was raised 

I wasn't aware that you were making my family look worse and worse.

I was just an attention addict

But I can confidently say that I have grown as a person and as a student