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My name is Danna and today is December 10,2025
I’m 16 years old and I am from Colombia Bogota
I came to the United States when I was 5 years old.

When I was 5 years old, I came home, and everything changed my parents decided we
needed to leave in 2 days to the United States since I was little, I was super excited and
had no care in the world just happiness. When I arrived in Florida my family didn’t have
a home to buy but we had a family that let us stay for a little at their home even though it
was hard because they started to treat us like we were a bother who didn’t talk English, have no money, and have no clue of what to do.

Two years later my mom worked hard as a housekeeper and my dad as a construction
worker to get an apartment. When we moved to the apartment, everything started to get
in order as house wise buying beds, clothes, and shoes. Later, school started being the
main topic. It was my two older brothers trying to see if they wanted to finish high
school or work, my older brother decided it was better to get a job because he felt
school wasn’t going to help him but with my middle brother he went to school. When it
was my first day, I was nervous I wasn’t used to the environment I was lost, confused,
and scared everyone was starring at me but that didn’t stop me from saying quiet I still
tried to talk to others. A lot of teachers would say I was very hyper and talkative with
everyone and about everything, but my only issue was my English I wasn’t the best at it
and it got to me when I got to second grade, my teachers told my mom that I could pass
the grade but I would struggle because my English was bad. In the moment I was upset
about it but to feel better I would listen to music and sing which made me get more
excited for school when I realized that there was a chorus class. When I started that
class it was the best because the music was what helped me learn English most.
6 years later, when I was in middle school I was perfect at English now and I didn’t stop
with chorus but family started to fall apart my brothers started to get more confident with
my father and they both left the house and it was just me and my parents it was hard to
maintain a stable relationship with them but I didn’t let that effect my head with
education and music. I started to want to make my own music, and I did that as a way to escape the negative.

I entered high school feeling how I felt the first day I got to school but what scared me
the most was that I wasn’t able to get my chorus class, but I took that time to make my
own music. I started making more friends, got happier, and was doing good in school

Until one day I had a car accident I almost died that day I was in the hospital scared and hurt because I started to believe I can no longer get to my career.

I stayed home healing from my wounds, and I cried every day until one day I recorded a
song, and everyone went crazy about it and I went to the studio and recorded my music
and published it. After that I became better, I got back into chorus and I was able to
perform what I loved best and now today I can feel glad that I didn’t give up and god gave me another opportunity in life.