Most people don't believe, but my life is like an open book, just flip the page. Some are empty, others incomplete, and others beautiful chapters.

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Coatzacoalcos, Mexico is where I was born right near the Gulf of Mexico, one block from the beach. If you can pronounce the name of the city then you have one up on me because I still have to break it down into sylables - hehehe. My father and mother are both born and raised in Mexico, so basically I am a pure breed. I am fortunate enough to be raised by a strong, independent, responsible, respectful, intelligent, ambitious, and phenomenal Mexican woman. I can admit one thing, I don't tell my mother often enough how much I love her or how much she means to me.

Jose M. Leon is my older brother, and believe me he commands respects. There is one instance in my life that stands clearer than any other. We took Karate classes when we were young (Harlem Karate Institute - PLUG, PLUG) and during one promotion (similar to moving to another grade) where our professor felt as though NOBODY deserved to be promotoed because we didn't give it our all and he told everybody to go home. My brother stood alone without movement until the professor told him to go home and my brother told him no, that he was getting promoted. After about five minutes, and me standing in the shadows waiting for our professor to kick my brothers ass all over the Dojo. The professor calls all the students back and promotes everybody. To many people this may not seem like a milstone in anybody's life, but for a twelve year old to stand up to a thirty plus year old Black belt that can clearly knock your head off with one mean stare... well ever since that day I have admired my brother, and again I haven't told him or even mentioned the incident, but I do love him deeply!

My father... he gave me life, and got my immediate family to America, you judge how much I owe him.

Edward Lefkowitz is my step-father and has been more of a father to me than the previously mentioned man, that holds the label of father because of circumstance. Ed is a man that has been through much in his life, and has spoken to me on a few of those issues that he faced. He pushes me to better myself in many aspects of my life, except for in relationships (this I won't discuss as to why).