My name is Kara Holt and I am 16 years old. I was born on January 14, 2002 in St.Joseph’s hospital, in Jamaica Queens. I live in Brooklyn NY and lived in three different houses in my life, my grandma’s house, and two other houses rented by my mom. I am a sophomore and while I’m in school I want to get all my credits so when I get out of school I can go to college and become a professional artist (traditional and digital) or an engineer. I am good at reading people’s body language and drawing in my opinion, I learned to be good at these things by constant observation, patience, and practice. In the future, I want to be a professional artist or engineer and my dream is to become very wealthy, and when I do get wealthy I want to give back to my community.
I was born in America so I didn’t migrate but I have a friend who migrated into America and it has impacted my life because I got to learn some of her background and get to understand her more as a person. I consider my friend as family because I’ve known her for five years and I think my family structure has changed by become much more stronger in terms of understanding and communication. These change was good because it made me get to spend time with her and get to understand her pain of feeling alone. I don’t like the language I speak because it’s so dull I like other unique languages like Spanish, French, Arabic, or Japanese.
An experience I had that was injustice was when my old school called 911 on me and said I can go home and as I’m going home they pointed me to the cops and I got grabbed from behind and refrain from moving. I was in public and I got humiliated; I got recorded by bystanders and nothing was done. This was unfair because they accused me of saying I would shoot up the school, according to students. This is unfair because since freshman year I’ve been telling them people been picking on me and nothing was done but every time when someone says something about me action is taken, right then and there.