Believe it or not, God makes no mistake. My name is Clarence Fouefack, I am 18 years old, and I am sure you have already guessed by my last name that I am foreign. I was born also raised in Africa for about 11 years of my life. My biological parents are Jehovah's witness but my grandma who raised me was catholic so growing up I was going to both and getting religious affiliation from both sides. I was young so that did not bother me, I was always wondering why I heard one thing in a catholic church but a whole different thing in the Jehovah witness church. I consider myself to be broken. Deep down I always knew that something was wrong, and I was missing something. When I first came to the US, I did all I could to be normal, and do the things of the world. I would sit outside and question why I was the way I was, who was I and why was I even alive. I would ask God what is wrong with me, but I felt like he never answered. 2 Years after I was sent back to Cameroon to find myself and get it together and I tried but I was alone, I did not want to go to Jehovah witness side of the family nor my catholic side of the family because I did not believe belonged there. My family so did not know what to do to me that they would consult healers and witches or African ritual just to figure out if my soul was already sold to the devil. I only thought I was a small African child, but little did I know that I was the child of the highest. My time in Cameroon was harsh, but it opened my eyes and I decided to give my life to Christ. I was on the earth for a purpose and God kept me alive for a reason and I must not fail him. The bible says 'fear God not man" but some people in my life had scared me so much that I wondered if a human being could really on his own be this scary. For a while thing were going smoothly, I was praying more and getting it all together but then I fell into temptation and I was blessed by God's mercy upon my soul. I recently reached out to a group of Christian fellowship leaders who I did not know but the support I got from them was beyond amazing, they were my Abishai's and uplifted my spirit so much that that instant my faith rose, and I opened my bible. Nobody is perfect, I have cried so many times and never ran out of tears. I became the living proof that only Jesus can. The lord is with me wherever I go, he will not deny nor forsake me. I am chosen, a royal priesthood and holy nation and I are God's very own person. He called me out of darkness into his marvelous light and I must shine. I put my full trust in him, through trials, denial, self-doubt because I know he has all the answers, and most importantly he loves me.

If money were not an issue, I would travel the world with my time. The world is beautiful, from Africa where I am from to the farthest part of the Antarctic. I would start with Cameroon, my home, and then visit Lagos Nigeria before heading down to Kenya. I would go to Egypt and then Zimbabwe stopping by morocco and then Congo. After visiting all the motherland, I would go to Europe next, starting with Paris France and Belgium, turkey and all the beautiful cities of France. I would eat food from everywhere and make sure those who do not have food around the world get fed. While visiting these countries, I would make a huge contribution to the orphanage and the homeless poor kids. I will be spending time with the kids in my land and get to know them, and their tribal language. I would leave them with gifts such as different technology. I would get them phones and laptops and let them experience the beauty of technology. I would build schools in the poorest villages and pay all the 15 years’ salary of the teacher to ensure they always stay. I would build libraries and buy books from all over the world for them. I would buy books in different languages, so they learn to speak another language. I would do that for all the poor village I meet and even in the cities. I would build a college in cities for girls only and others for boys only so that girls can get the respect and intimacy they have been asking for so long. I would make sure to give scholarship opportunities for everyone by founding an association with unlimited funding’s. For those great mind aspiring athletes, I would build spaces for training free of cost for all those who want to be better in sports. Basketball, football, track volleyball, etc... for both girls and boys. I would build a company whose sole purpose would be to prepare dossiers for those kids wishing to travel to other countries to further their education. I would create another company and fund them with enough money so that each month the families with no job get a salary for their needs and their necessities. I would try to make everyone smile. The last important thing I would do would be to build churches and give out bibles to every single person. The word of God is no to toy with and only through God can you find peace in this cruel world. I would teach kids how to pray, how to talk with their maker, and how to read their bible.

I want to study law and criminal justice in college. I choose law because it was the closest thing to being an actual law enforcer. I grew up watching police shows and I wanted to become one, but my parents had other ideas in mind. My parents were too worried about my safety and so they did not want me to pursue law enforcement. As an African child, I am to respect my parents and do everything they tell me to do. It was either law or medicine my dad told me, so I chose law. I was only saying that at first just because I thought it would be easier than medicine, but I later realize that it was what I was meant to learn. I started researching all bout law, and it was fascinating. I went to a seminar for a week sponsored by the envisioned experience. It was a week all about LAW and CSI in D.C. The seminar was enlightening and resourceful. I had the opportunity to visit a real court and speak with a criminal lawyer who also took the time to answer all my questions about the law. I also spoke to a judge and asked him what kind of lawyers he gets to see every day and he gave me tips about how to behave in a court and before a judge and jury. After the seminar, I knew the law was what I wanted to pursue and study in college. I applied only to colleges where pre-law studies and criminology were offered to make sure I can be prepared for law school and my future career.

My three favorite places to shop online are Godisdope.com, Amazon, and eBay. I am a full dedicated Christian and Godisdope.com is the place where I get all my attires for Bible quotes and inspiration along with good lasting quality. Amazon for me is a must, they have good affordable prices, they are always in stocks and I can always find what I need there. They have really fast shipping and their rates are affordable. I use eBay to buy gently second used items, something new ones. It is very reliable and I have always enjoyed buying different things from there. I honestly cannot go without using these 3 places to do my online shopping.

My name is Clarence Fouefack, I am 18 years old and I am sure you have already guessed by my last name that I am foreign. I was born and raised in Africa for about 11 years of my life. I consider myself to be broken, I do not know what went wrong at what time but when I was little, I was already doing things I had no business doing. My family classified those early actions as child naiveness and did not think much of it but deep down I always knew that something was wrong. I did really all I could to be a normal girl, but I just could not; I wanted to be grown. I had the mind of an 18-year-old when I was only 14. I would sit outside and wonder why I was the way I was. I would ask God what is wrong with me, but I never got an answer. Two years after starting high school, I was sent back to Cameroon to find myself and get it together, and I tried but I was alone. I was not all bad, I had my good sides; I took care of my siblings, I did my chores, and always had good grades, but the behavioral part of me was not in check. I used to get bullied at school, but when you are African, most times, your parents do not believe in peer pressure or depression. When you are African you have to be strong, you have to go to school and become either a doctor, lawyer, engineer or anything that brings about a lot of money. When you are African you cannot dream; you cannot be a singer, a dancer, or anything that does not require heavy science, math, or reading. I had dreams, but they were crushed, and I was mad. I never spoke against anything because I feared my parents would not understand or care. When you are African there are certain standards that must not be crossed. I never sat down with my parents to talk about important things like sex and maturity. When you are African there is not much to say but things like, "you will do it when you are married"; "go to school and find a good husband"; “study hard and you will have enough money to send back home and take care of all your family members.” When you are African, and you live abroad there are no rooms for errors or trials; you do it one time and you must get it right. My time in Cameroon was harsh, but it opened my eyes. I was on the earth for a purpose and God kept me alive for a reason and I must not fail Him. The bible says, “fear God not man", but some people in my life have scared me so much that I have wondered if a human being could really on his own be this scary. When I got back to the U.S., things were going smoothly for a little bit, I was praying more and getting it all together, but then something happened and I realize how one mistake can destroy months of work. I recently reached out to a group of Christian fellowship leaders I didn't know but the support I got from them was beyond amazing, the uplifted my spirit so much that instantly my faith rose and I opened my bible. Nobody is perfect, I have cried so many times and never ran out of tears. It is okay to make mistakes, what is not okay is not to learn from them. I have learned from my mistakes and I want to follow Christ and lead a good life. I am working hard because I want to have a good career and support my family. I refuse to be a disappointment any longer.

My name is Clarence Fouefack, I am 18 years old and I am sure you've already guessed by my last name that I am foreign. I was born also raised in Africa for about 11 years of my life. My biological parents are Jehovah's witness but my grandma who raised me was catholic so growing up I was going to both and getting religious affiliation from both religions. I was young so that did not bother me, I was always wondering why I heard one thing in a catholic church but a whole different thing in the Jehovah witness church. I consider myself to be broken, I don't know what went wrong at what time but when I was little I was already doing things I had no business doing. My family classified those early actions as child naiveness and did not think much of it but deep down I always knew that something was wrong. When I first came to the US, I already did not have a good relationship with my mom here because I felt like when she left me in Cameroon to come to the U.S she forgot all about me. I did really all I could to be a normal girl but I just couldn't I wanted to be grown, I had the mind of 18 years old when I was 14. I would think ahead, plan whether I was trying to sneak out or do something else I was always smart about it and never got caught. I would sit outside and wonder why I was the way I was. I would ask God what's wrong with me but I never got an answer. 2 Years after I was sent back to Cameroon to find myself and get it together and I tried but I was alone, I didn't want to go to Jehovah witness side of the family nor my catholic side of the family because I did not believe belonged there. My family so did not know what to do to me that they would consult healers and witches or some kind of African ritual just to figure out if my soul was already sold to the devil. I was not all bad, I had my good sides, I took care of my siblings, I did my chores and always had good grades but the behavioral part of me was not in balance. I used to be bullied at school, when you're African your parents don't believe in peer pressure, they don't believe in depression, they don't believe in any abnormal behavior. hen you're African you have to be strong you have to go to school and become a doctor, lawyer, engineer, or any major big thing that brought about a lot of money. When you're African you can't dream, you can't be a singer, a dancer, or anything that does not require major school work. You have to be about your books and your family. I had dreams but they were crushed and I was so mad part of the reason why I was always acting out. I never spoke against any because I fear my parents would not understand or would not care. When you're African they are certain standards that must not be crossed. I never sat down with my parents to talk about important things like sex and maturity. When you're African there isn't much to say but "you'll do it when you're married" " go to school and find a good husband" study hard and you'll have enough money to send back home and take care of all your family members. When you are African and you live abroad there a no rooms for error or trials, you do it one time and you must get it right, and I was just so sick. My time in Cameroon was harsh, but it opened my eyes. I was on the earth for a purpose and God kept me alive for a reason and I must not fail him. The bible says 'fear God not man" but some people in my life had scared me so much that I wondered if a human being could really on his own be this scary. When I got back to the US things were going smoothly for a little bit, I was praying more and getting it all together but then something happened and I realize how one mistake can destroy months of work. I have been trying so hard to get my family approval but I know they don't trust me I can see it in their eyes they believe I am still broken and maybe they are right. I recently reached out to a group of Christian fellowship leaders who I didn't know but the support I got from them was beyond amazing, the uplifted my spirit so much that that instant my faith rose up and I opened my bible. Nobody is perfect, I have cried so many times and never ran out of tears. It's okay to make mistakes what's not okay is not to learn from them. I want to follow Christ and I want to have a good life, I am working hard because I want to have a good career and support my family, I love them so much and I don't want to be a disappointment anymore.

I was born in Cameroon which is in Africa and raised by my grandparents. Growing up I had people who took care of me when they were not at work trying to make money for us to eat. I grew up with the street, my teachers were my neighbors. I followed them in anything I was tired of being home alone so I made friends with the right and the wrong people unfortunately the wrong ones outweighed the good ones. whenever I would get in trouble whether it was at school or with other people my grandparents unable to do anything because of the love they had for me just used the excuse" she's just a kid". That was the phrase I grew up with: I'm just a kid. Six years ago my mom made me come to the US to stay with her and her husband. it was great I was happy but growing up with bad influence I carried that on to here. I was very smart though always had Honor roll, perfect attendance I even played basketball. it was very hard for me in Middle school I was being bullied every day I wasn't fluent in English yet so that did not arrange things. I was hurt and I did not know how to tell my mom because I felt as if she wouldn't understand. She and I did not get along much and how could I blame me? she did not raise me she just called sometimes to say hello. Once again I started making friends with the wrong people because I was tired of being picked on I wanted people to stop laughing at me, although I had good grades my behavior was not getting any better When I finished my freshman year of high school my family and I moved, I went to a new school and I was joyful. Once more my grades were not perfect but they were pretty good and so was my attendance, to be honest, I loved school a mostly because it allowed me to run away from my problems at home so I rarely missed school. I friended people I shouldn't have and they influenced me so much that any action I would take would be because they said so, I was getting out of hands I ended me back in Cameroon by the end of 10 grade. I spent a year in Cameroon and in that year my grandparents were not much worried they just said" she's just a child" so I was convinced that I'm just a child when in reality I was not. I suffered there a lot both physically and emotionally which to my mom was normal because it was a punishment. I needed to know where I came from, to figure out where I'm going because I was lost. during that year, I witnessed horrible things experienced famine, sickness, and harassment while going to school. After a long talk with myself and a friend who has been there for me for a while I got myself together, I perceived this beautiful young woman emerge from a very dark hole she was magnificent and I was astonished. I have been back in the US for a couple of months now and I am more than ever ready to take on my life, rock through this senior year get into college, and become the person that I was destined to be. I now have a great relationship with my mother and that is one thing I always dreamed of I learned to remember my roots, where I came from, yes I live a good life here but back home my family needs me, and there's no more time to waist wanting others to like you or following everyone. I am a leader, I am smart and I am beautiful and nobody can change that. I dream of being a lawyer, I want to help people, give them a second chance just like I was given one because we all deserve that. Nobody is perfect we all have our flaws but that should not stop anything from happening. Now when my siblings look at me they are so proud, my little sister tells me every day" Toutou you're pretty" and that warms my heart. I made several announcements through my social media for young people just like me who are struggling with anything in life whether it is family issues or school-related problems or just those who need a little bit of guidance that they are not alone. It's usually hard to visualize that what you are going through someone else is going through the same thing or even worse. We now have several Gmail meetings per month where I just talk to those people. They can stay anonymous if they want to it is okay with me. I tell them every day I am not perfect and so are you but I have seen things that made me realize the world is a cruel place but they are still a light shining high above so we are not going to give up. I am proud of myself and I just hope to continue down this path that I have chosen and been a better person so I can help others be better too. #BLACKGIRLROCKS!

I was born in Cameroon which is in Africa and raised by my grandparents. Growing up I had people who took care of me when they were not at work trying to make money for us to eat. I grew up with the street, my teachers were my neighbors. I followed them in anything I was tired of being home alone so I made friends with the right and the wrong people unfortunately the wrong ones outweighed the good ones. whenever I would get in trouble whether it was at school or with other people my grandparents unable to do anything because of the love they had for me just used the excuse" she's just a kid". That was the phrase I grew up with: I'm just a kid. Six years ago my mom made me come to the US to stay with her and her husband. it was great I was happy but growing up with bad influence I carried that on to here. I was very smart though always had Honor roll, perfect attendance I even played basketball. it was very hard for me in Middle school I was being bullied every day I wasn't fluent in English yet so that did not arrange things. I was hurt and I did not know how to tell my mom because I felt as if she wouldn't understand. She and I did not get along much and how could I blame me? she did not raise me she just called sometimes to say hello. Once again I started making friends with the wrong people because I was tired of being picked on I wanted people to stop laughing at me, although I had good grades my behavior was not getting any better When I finished my freshman year of high school my family and I moved, I went to a new school and I was joyful. Once more my grades were not perfect but they were pretty good and so was my attendance, to be honest, I loved school a mostly because it allowed me to run away from my problems at home so I rarely missed school. I friended people I shouldn't have and they influenced me so much that any action I would take would be because they said so, I was getting out of hands I ended me back in Cameroon by the end of 10 grade. I spent a year in Cameroon and in that year my grandparents were not much worried they just said" she's just a child" so I was convinced that I'm just a child when in reality I was not. I suffered there a lot both physically and emotionally which to my mom was normal because it was a punishment. I needed to know where I came from, to figure out where I'm going because I was lost. during that year, I witnessed horrible things experienced famine, sickness, and harassment while going to school. After a long talk with myself and a friend who has been there for me for a while I got myself together, I perceived this beautiful young woman emerge from a very dark hole she was magnificent and I was astonished. I have been back in the US for a couple of months now and I am more than ever ready to take on my life, rock through this senior year get into college, and become the person that I was destined to be. I now have a great relationship with my mother and that is one thing I always dreamed of I learned to remember my roots, where I came from, yes I live a good life here but back home my family needs me, and there's no more time to waist wanting others to like you or following everyone. I am a leader, I am smart and I am beautiful and nobody can change that. I dream of being a lawyer, I want to help people, give them a second chance just like I was given one because we all deserve that. Nobody is perfect we all have our flaws but that should not stop anything from happening. Now when my siblings look at me they are so proud, my little sister tells me every day" Toutou you're pretty" and that warms my heart. I made several announcements through my social media for young people just like me who are struggling with anything in life whether it is family issues or school-related problems or just those who need a little bit of guidance that they are not alone. It's usually hard to visualize that what you are going through someone else is going through the same thing or even worse. We now have several Gmail meetings per month where I just talk to those people. They can stay anonymous if they want to it is okay with me. I tell them every day i am not perfect and so are you but I have seen things that made me realize the world is a cruel place but they are still a light shining high above so we are not going to give up. I am proud of myself and I just hope to continue down this path that I have chosen and been a better person so I can help others be better too. #BLACKGIRLROCKS!

I was born in Cameroon which is in Africa and raised by my grandparents. Growing up I had people who took care of me when they were not at work trying to make money for us to eat. I grew up with the street, my teachers were my neighbors. I followed them in anything I was tired of being home alone so I made friends with the right and the wrong people unfortunately the wrong ones outweighed the good ones. whenever I would get in trouble whether it was at school or with other people my grandparents unable to do anything because of the love they had for me just used the excuse" she's just a kid". That was the phrase I grew up with: I'm just a kid. Six years ago my mom made me come to the US to stay with her and her husband. it was great I was happy but growing up with bad influence I carried that on to here. I was very smart though always had Honor roll, perfect attendance I even played basketball. it was very hard for me in Middle school I was being bullied every day I wasn't fluent in English yet so that did not arrange things. I was hurt and I did not know how to tell my mom because I felt as if she wouldn't understand. She and I did not get along much and how could I blame me? she did not raise me she just called sometimes to say hello. Once again I started making friends with the wrong people because I was tired of being picked on I wanted people to stop laughing at me, although I had good grades my behavior was not getting any better When I finished my freshman year of high school my family and I moved, I went to a new school and I was joyful. Once more my grades were not perfect but they were pretty good and so was my attendance, to be honest, I loved school a mostly because it allowed me to run away from my problems at home so I rarely missed school. I friended people I shouldn't have and they influenced me so much that any action I would take would be because they said so, I was getting out of hands I ended me back in Cameroon by the end of 10 grade. I spent a year in Cameroon and in that year my grandparents were not much worried they just said" she's just a child" so I was convinced that I'm just a child when in reality I was not. I suffered there a lot both physically and emotionally which to my mom was normal because it was a punishment. I needed to know where I came from, to figure out where I'm going because I was lost. during that year, I witnessed horrible things experienced famine, sickness, and harassment while going to school. After a long talk with myself and a friend who has been there for me for a while I got myself together, I perceived this beautiful young woman emerge from a very dark hole she was magnificent and I was astonished. I have been back in the US for a couple of months now and I am more than ever ready to take on my life, rock through this senior year get into college, and become the person that I was destined to be. I now have a great relationship with my mother and that is one thing I always dreamed of I learned to remember my roots, where I came from, yes I live a good life here but back home my family needs me, and there's no more time to waist wanting others to like you or following everyone. I am a leader, I am smart and I am beautiful and nobody can change that. I dream of being a lawyer, I want to help people, give them a second chance just like I was given one because we all deserve that. Nobody is perfect we all have our flaws but that should not stop anything from happening. Now when my siblings look at me they are so proud, my little sister tells me every day" Toutou you're pretty" and that warms my heart. I made several announcements through my social media for young people just like me who are struggling with anything in life whether it is family issues or school-related problems or just those who need a little bit of guidance that they are not alone. It's usually hard to visualize that what you are going through someone else is going through the same thing or even worse. We now have several Gmail meetings per month where I just talk to those people. They can stay anonymous if they want to it is okay with me. I tell them every day i am not perfect and so are you but I have seen things that made me realize the world is a cruel place but they are still a light shining high above so we are not going to give up. I am proud of myself and I just hope to continue down this path that I have chosen and been a better person so I can help others be better too. #BLACKGIRLROCKS!