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Hey everybody!!!

I’m Lisa and I’m going to share my story with you.

So.. Let’s begin with the beginning! I was born in Marseille but always lived in Les Pennes Mirabeau which is a little city next to Marseille. I grew up there and I am quite a happy person. I have always had friends. However, I was not (and still isn’t) the kind of person that fits in society (not mentally but talking about the appearances). Indeed, I have never been dressed like everybody with cool and fashion clothes. I wore ones that I liked even though it was not the general trend. During one year, I was more like everybody else from my middle school. But I quickly changed.Indeed, I started listening to Rock music and dressing as black as possible.

A year later, I began taking singing lessons. Indeed I have always sung and I sometimes do concerts with my school of music. It reinforced my pleasure for singing and the fact that it is a passion for me.

Last year, everything was perfect. I had good grades, my best friends were here, I was taken in the Oib. But then, everything fell down. My grandfather left us: my grandmother, my father, my aunt, my cousins and I. On the same day, my best friend who is for me like a sister left for Japan where she would live and come back only once a year.

From there on, I started to see some of my family’s failures. I also entered in seconde where I knew nobody. I could not count on anybody from my class. I have never felt so lonely. Moreover, it was very difficult to talk and laugh with my grandma but she understood that we were counting on her to go on and handle this task. So now, she smiles laughs and is the grandmother I have ever known. I am very close to my family and to my grandparents. So all that was very hard. But as the year went on, I made friends I would never change and I hope I will have more time with them laughing speaking, and just living.

I am sorry, I could not give details. Indeed, this is not maybe the worst story ever, however, it is, compared to my life.

I learn America makes us realize we all have a story. Their significance depends on your life.