Member Since: 2013
“I finally found another family called Girl Be Heard. They took me in as one of their own. I love every single one of my girls.”
“Evicted, short noticed. No time to notice what I had, but I always had hope.” I wrote this at the age of 15, when I first realized that my weaknesses of living n a homeless shelter was also one of my strengths. As a kid I always picked on myself and my family for not having the best of anything, and for not knowing how to speak a language I was never taught in my homeland, Puerto Rico. I was harsh on myself but I always told myself that things were going to get better. Moving from the sunny Caribbean to the big frozen apple was a big step. The hardest part was leaving my friends and family behind. After being in New York for about six years I finally found another family called Girl be heard. They took me in as one of their own. I love every single one of my girls.