text: To begin, students should have the ability to show their creativity. For example, it was heading towards the end of my freshman year, and my teacher informed us that we were going to have a project over the summer. She then stated that it must be full with creativity in your own way. I decided I wanted to make a project that defines my life. I want it to have meaning, sense of humor, and of course creativity. It was then Saturday May 18,1991 I woke up from rest and with no hesitation I started my project. My life was a roller coaster just heading all the way up to success but only to go down with nothing else left. It wasn't a wish where everything I desired would come to existence. It was just another day with demons that couldn't be faced, with tears full of depression, hope no where to be found, and just the sound of loneliness. I was a little boy, named Generic_Name, who had only himself to look up to. My parents were both killed by gunshots to the chest left on the sidewalk to just bleed out cries. I was left with my uncle at the age of 14 now in college at 22. I still to this day which I could go back in time just to let my parents know how much I love them. This proves, that all stories can be unique in the saddest ways.