My name is Yasmim Victória. I am an actress, singer, filmmaker, and dancer. I'm an overthinking person, always thinking otherwise because what was written for me it's not my destiny. Since then, it has established to me the power of changing everything I want, even my name. Every so often I rename myself because I couldn't find my identity in the title given to me. Reflecting on it, I'd like to put out of box the chance to be characters, mostly because assuming any other personality is easier than living a life without any script. When I think about it, I'm pretending everytime. It seems simple only to live in the imagination, a space with no rules, where I can invent a new story where I'm anything. I love music, dancing, I love seeing people in love and I also hate it. I love writing and talking, but I love thinking about it all to just have fun with the way the world makes my head it's home. Understanding my plays and my art opens the world of thoughts and emotions. I'm often sick of this sort of knowledge, giving me the pleasure to study my characters, music, people and somehow me. If I had to say the truth, working in my soul, I'm a collection of pretenses, dreams, and determination, but at the same time I took notice of my messy parts, which are those that make me a human. I'm a flawed person, and so are my plays. I'm also a thinker who doesn't accept the world as it is, always running in only one direction, a space to fill my why ́s. One for all wishing to stop thinking too much, but inventing a way to live the person I assume I am. I have a feeling, but not a "why". And to have a "why" is major to someone who has only been free in imagination; to think feels rebellious. I have to think about my reasons, my choices, and obviously, which way to go. But always thinking, while time passes by my eyes. All my life I was put in different rooms alone, almost entirely because I have to deal with a missing father, who has left me, not giving me space to be roommates and have the same conversations. By this I had my first action of art, which is abandonment, left behind by someone who barely knows my name. I discovered that making art by healing loneliness is a way to escape from everything, even from myself. I've learned how to make an agreement with that. I'm an artist, my poetry must come from somewhere differently, a place where only I have the key. Also having to play sizable characters that the public can feel empathy for. People need this sort of person, so they can escape from their reality, seeing a person who represents their loneliness easily. I can be so many in a thousand. But it was given to me a tiny space to be me, because most of my life my thoughts didn’t get to see the light of day as I've accepted to live as my carcass, thoughtlessly swallowing everything and anything around me with no foretaste of a break. That's when none of my words make sense at all, and my thoughts destroy my whys. I spent years struggling against all my psychological limitations, but my art showed me that I am more than these difficulties. I want my art to be a safe place for people who have experienced issues with fathers, but most of all, I intend to be a positive step towards bringing art to the hearts of those who need it most.

During my fifteen years, my mother and I distanced ourselves because of my stepfather. Every day was filled with confrontations. What started as small arguments would blow up into shouting and breaking things. It was during these moments of trauma that our financial situation fell, and I finally decided to have my rebellious teenage phase. I started to hate my mother and treat everyone rudely. Eventually, she got depressed, lost her job, and we hit the worst financial spot we’d ever been in. As a teenager, I didn’t fully understand the gravity of our situation until one morning, when I saw my mother counting coins just to buy bread. My sister was only three when I realized her milk and diapers had run out. We had to ask our community and family for help, and I’m forever grateful—they had so little yet still supported us. Thanks to them, we could cover necessities like rent and food, but I watched my mom grow sad, not wanting to depend on others. This made me more empathetic. I began to see her as a person with problems, just like me. I tried to find a job, but as a minor still in school, my options were limited. I dealt with my mom’s husband for years, facing psychological abuse, verbal violence, and homophobia. When I opened up about it, people blamed me, making me feel guilty. With everyone against me, I blamed myself, him, and all the pain I carried. But over time, I realized that holding onto hate only hurt me, not him. He never apologized and never thought he was wrong. So, I forgive him, setting me free from the anger. I went through the hardest time of my life alone, but I turned my fear into strength and overcame it. One night, I was in my room, when my mom came in and sat next to me. She said with the saddest expression I’d ever seen, “You’re going to need to stay at your grandma’s for a few days.” Those words shattered my heart. I loved my grandmother, but I knew I was leaving home because of my mom’s husband and our financial struggles, which made me resent myself. I wanted to scream at her, to say she was a terrible mother, but her eyes showed she was just as tired as I was. So, I packed my bags, and what was supposed to be a few days turned into three months. Living away from my mom made me reflect a lot. Why couldn’t we find a job? Why were we going through this? Would we ever be happy together with food on the table? I had what I needed at my grandmother's, but it didn’t matter if my mom and sister were struggling without the basics. My mom didn’t want to leave the home she fought for or have another daughter grow up without her father. Eventually, I understood she was trying to shield me from my stepfather and hunger. She couldn’t stay away from him for reasons only she knew, yet she acted like she wanted the best for me, even when I was a difficult teenager. I used to think her feelings were selfish, but when I looked at it from her perspective, I realized how much was at stake. My mother was the queen who protected me from a bad man and starvation. One day, I want to give her everything she deserves—a bigger house, never worrying about hunger, being able to afford therapy, and finally the peace of a tranquil life. I forgive her for everything.

Beyonce once said, “I dream it, I work hard, I grind ’til I own it”. And while I never had the privilege of ‘dreaming’, I trace my success by my repeated persistence through adversity. I have faced many things alone since I was fifteen years old, let's say they were processes ranging from violent stepfathers to financial problems. and going through all my individual difficulties in life, I picked myself up and continued studying and working, arriving with pride in places that I was historically told I didn't belong to because of my financial condition. It was never just for me, but to honor my family. I have the strength and determination to achieve my goals, no matter what hurdles I have to overcome. I never had a traditional family. My father abandoned me before I was born. I thought I needed a father, until I comprehend that if I never had one, I genuinely didn't need one. Yet until I came to this conclusion, I dealt with my mother's husband for four whole years. I went through psychological abuse, verbal violence and homophobia. As soon as I talked with people about it, they judged me as guilty of all these events. Otherwise, after being racked with pain, while I reached a mature age, I learned the victim will never be to blame. I went through the biggest trauma of my life alone, until I turned the game around so that my fears became strength, and I was able to face these challenges. I wasn't born in a golden cradle. On the contrary, my family and I already work a lot. When my mother lost her job, the problems with my stepfather got worse, and I had to move to my grandmother's house. My mother and her husband no longer had money, not even for breakfast bread. As soon as I realized, my younger sister needed milk and diapers. I got my first job in a supermarket, where I developed a lot of financial sense, and could assist my family. Eventually, my mother found a great job too, being able to bring money to the family. I was the president of my class that school year, I maintained a perfect attendance record. My grandmother told me that we wouldn't have money to cover my studies, that's why I had to study hard, doing whatever was necessary to succeed and thrive. Now, I am going to college in the United States to improve my studies in the arts. I plan to complete my bachelor's degree in Acting and minors in music in the upcoming years. I am focusing on acting, especially for cinema, but I also would like to be in theaters in the big city of New York. I never had the chance to dream of getting this far. I spent years struggling against all my financial and psychological limitations, but my art showed me that I am more than these difficulties. I want my art to be a safe place for people who have experienced issues with stepparents, or fathers, but most of all, I intend to be a positive step towards bringing art to the hearts of those who need it most.

Beyonce once said, “I dream it, I work hard, I grind ’til I own it”. And while I never had the privilege of ‘dreaming’, I trace my success by my repeated persistence through adversity. I have faced many things alone since I was fifteen years old, let's say they were processes ranging from violent stepfathers to financial problems. and going through all my individual difficulties in life, I picked myself up and continued studying and working, arriving with pride in places that I was historically told I didn't belong to because of my financial condition. It was never just for me, but to honor my family. My grandmother told me that we wouldn't have money to cover my studies in the arts, since making art is expensive. That's why I had to study hard, doing whatever was necessary to succeed and thrive. I never had a traditional family. My father abandoned me before I was born. I thought I needed a father, until I comprehend that if I never had one, I genuinely didn't need one. Yet until I came to this conclusion, I dealt with my mother's husband for four whole years. I went through psychological abuse, verbal violence and homophobia. As soon as I talked with people about it, they judged me as guilty of all these events. Otherwise, after being racked with pain, while I reached a mature age, I learned the victim will never be to blame. I went through the biggest trauma of my life almost alone, only with the sure that I had art by my side. I could cry because of him, but everything got better from when I was in the theatre the next day, or in my room creating poems that profoundly healed me. I turned the game around so that my fears became stronger, and I was able to face these challenges. In the beginning of high school, I involved myself in the courses of acting that I paid for while working. I asked my acting teachers If I could help with the preparations for next semester's musical. They allowed it and yet I had an especially important role in the play. I remember my first time on stage, where I could feel truly alive for the first time. I made friends that my art reached them and possibly changed their heart in some way. All the difficulties I go through to be able to have an education in art, I do with dedication and respect for something that is good for me, and heals people. I earned valuable insight into the art and into myself. Now, I am going to college to improve my studies in the arts. I plan to complete my bachelor degree in Acting and minors in music in the upcoming years. I am focusing on acting, I would like to be in theaters in the big city of New York. I never had the chance to dream of getting this far. I spent years struggling against all my financial and psychological limitations, but my art showed me that I am more than these difficulties. My art chose me and welcomed me when I went through terrible things in my own home. I stood up, and all I want most is to help girls who have experienced issues with stepparents, fathers, and financial problems. I want my art to reach them, and that they can feel free to ask for help. I want to provide this type of support, taking music, dance or theater as a healing process, bringing a little peace into their hearts.

I have faced many things alone since I was fifteen years old, let's say they were processes ranging from violent stepfathers to a missing father. and going through all my difficulties in life, I picked myself up and continued always running only with my art by my side. I could cry because of them, but everything got better when I was in the theatre the next day, or in my room creating poems that profoundly helped me understand who I am in this world. I learned that living, even without a father, can be an extraordinary adventure. I never had a traditional family. My father abandoned me before I was born. I thought I needed a father until I comprehended that if I never had one, I genuinely didn't need one. Yet until I came to this conclusion, I suffered for eighteen years for not having him with me, and I dealt with my mother's husband for four whole years. I went through psychological abuse, verbal violence, and homophobia. As soon as I talked with people about it, they judged me as guilty of all these events. Otherwise, when I reached a mature age, I learned the victim will never be to blame. I went through the biggest trauma of my life alone until I turned the game around so that my fears became strength, and I was able to face my struggles. At the beginning of high school, I involved myself in the courses of acting. I asked my acting teachers If I could help with the preparations for next semester's musical. They allowed it and yet I had an especially important role in the play. I remember my first time on stage, where I could feel truly alive for the first time. I made friends that my art reached them and possibly changed their hearts in some way. All the difficulties I go through to be a great artist, I do with dedication and respect for something good for me and heals people. I earned valuable insight into the art and discovered much more about myself. There is a question that crosses my mind every time I think about giving up: “Why do you make art?” The answer comes as a light at the end of a tunnel: “Art fills my heart with the willingness to live.” Understanding my plays opens the world of thoughts and emotions. I'm often sick of this sort of knowledge, which gives me the pleasure of studying characters, people and somehow me. If I had to say the truth, working in my soul, maybe I know myself entirely. I'm a collection of pretenses, dreams, and determination, but at the same time, I took notice of my messy parts, which are those that make me a human. I'm a flawed person, and so are my plays. Using my body to give life to a character helps me understand what love is for. Sometimes, I feel too weak to do anything. This might be because, ever since I realized my dad left because he doesn't love me, I find it hard to seek support from my family or friends. I use art to escape from this dingy feeling inside of me. I spent years struggling against my psychological limitations, but my art showed me that I am more than these difficulties. I want my art to be a safe place for people who have experienced issues with stepparents, or fathers, but most of all, I intend to be a positive step towards bringing art to the hearts of those who need it most.

Beyonce once said, “I dream it, I work hard, I grind ’til I own it”. And while I never had the privilege of ‘dreaming’, I trace my success by my repeated persistence through adversity. I have faced many things alone, let's say they were processes ranging from violent stepfathers to financial problems. and going through all my difficulties in life, I picked myself up and continued studying and working, arriving with pride in places that I was historically told I didn't belong to because of my financial condition. It was never just for me, but to honor my family. I deserve this scholarship because I have the strength and determination to achieve my goals, no matter what hurdles I have to overcome. I never had a traditional family. My father abandoned me before I was born. I thought I needed a father until I comprehended that if I never had one, I genuinely didn't need one. Yet until I came to this conclusion, I dealt with my mother's husband for four whole years. I went through psychological abuse, verbal violence, and homophobia. As soon as I talked with people about it, they judged me as guilty of all these events. Otherwise, when I reached a mature age, I learned the victim will never be to blame. I went through the biggest trauma of my life alone until I turned the game around so that my fears became strength, and I was able to face these challenges. I wasn't born in a golden cradle. On the contrary, my family and I already work a lot. When my mother lost her job, the problems with my stepfather got worse, and I had to move to my grandmother's house. My mother and her husband no longer had money. As soon as I realized, my younger sister needed milk and diapers. I got my first job in a supermarket, where I developed a lot of financial sense, and could assist my family. Eventually, my mother found a great job too, being able to bring money to the family. I was the president of my class that school year, maintaining a perfect attendance record. My grandmother told me we wouldn't have money to cover my studies, so I had to study hard, doing whatever was necessary to succeed and thrive. Why do I need this scholarship? I have the passion and determination to become a trusted member of the art industry. With my education, I can stand out as a great artist in the artistic world, having the chance to take my art and talent to stages, in which I can express my story so that those who identify can feel welcomed. You’re not just helping me with financial help. You’re improving the future of this student, who can help children, teenagers, or adults who suffer from verbal violence and more. I appreciate your consideration, and I look forward to building a strong bond with the Scholarship Committee to consider me for this opportunity.

Beyonce once said, “I dream it, I work hard, I grind ’til I own it”. And while I never had the privilege of ‘dreaming’, I trace my success by my repeated persistence through adversity. I have faced many things alone since I was fifteen years old, let's say they were processes ranging from violent stepfathers to financial problems. and going through all my individual difficulties in life, I picked myself up and continued studying and working, arriving with pride in places that I was historically told I didn't belong to because of my financial condition. It was never just for me, but to honor my family. I have the strength and determination to achieve my goals, no matter what hurdles I have to overcome. I never had a traditional family. My father abandoned me before I was born. I thought I needed a father, until I comprehended that if I never had one, I genuinely didn't need one. Yet until I came to this conclusion, I dealt with my mother's husband for four whole years. I went through psychological abuse, verbal violence, and homophobia. As soon as I talked with people about it, they judged me as guilty of all these events. Otherwise, after being racked with pain, while I reached a mature age, I learned the victim will never be to blame. I went through the biggest trauma of my life almost alone, only with the sure that I had art by my side. I could cry because of him, but everything got better from when I was in the theatre the next day, or in my room creating poems that profoundly healed me. I turned the game around so that my fears became stronger, and I was able to face these challenges. I wasn't born in a golden cradle. On the contrary, my family and I already work a lot. When my mother lost her job, the problems with my stepfather got worse, and I had to move to my grandmother's house. My mother and her husband no longer had money, not even for breakfast bread. As soon as I realized, my younger sister needed milk and diapers. I got my first job in a supermarket, where I developed a lot of financial sense, and could assist my family. Eventually, my mother found a great job too, being able to bring money to the family. I was the president of my class that school year, I maintained a perfect attendance record. My grandmother told me that we wouldn't have money to cover my studies, that's why I had to study hard, doing whatever was necessary to succeed and thrive. In the beginning of high school, I involved myself in the courses of acting that I paid for while working. I asked my acting teachers If I could help with the preparations for next semester's musical. They allowed it and yet I had an especially important role in the play. I remember my first time on stage, where I could feel truly alive for the first time. I made friends that my art reached them and possibly changed their heart in some way. All the difficulties I go through to be able to have an education in art, I do with dedication and respect for something that is good for me, and heals people. I earned valuable insight into the art and into myself. Now, I am going to college to improve my studies in the arts. I plan to complete my bachelor's degree in Acting and minors in music in the upcoming years. I am focusing on acting, especially for cinema, but I also would like to be in theaters in the big city of New York. I never had the chance to dream of getting this far. I spent years struggling against all my financial and psychological limitations, but my art showed me that I am more than these difficulties. I want my art to be a safe place for people who have experienced issues with stepparents, or fathers, but most of all, I intend to be a positive step towards bringing art to the hearts of those who need it most. In my journey until here, I discovered who I am, or a part of me. I am changing so often, and very often I feel happy about getting the chance to love me. I am not my stepfather, and my financial condition does not limit me. I'm an overthinking person, always thinking otherwise because what was written for me is not my destiny. Since then, it has established to me the power of changing everything I want, once considering this, I'd like to put out of box the chance to be characters, mostly because assuming any other personality is easier than living a life without any script. When I think about it, I'm pretending every time. It seems simple only to live in the imagination, a space with no rules, where I can invent a new story in the place I'm anything. Understanding my plays opens the world of thoughts and emotions. I'm often sick of this sort of knowledge, giving me the pleasure of studying characters, people and somehow me. If I had to say the truth, working in my soul, maybe now I know the entirely me. I'm a collection of pretenses, dreams, and determination, but at the same time, I took notice of my messy parts, which are those that make me a human. I'm a flawed person, and so are my plays. I'm always running in only one direction, a space to fill my whys. One for all wishing to stop thinking too much about my past, but inventing a way to live the person I assume I am. I have the passion and determination to become a trusted member of the art industry. With higher education, I can stand out as a great artist in the artistic world, having the chance to take my art and talent to stages, in which I can express my story so that those who identify can feel welcomed. You’re not just helping me with financial help. You’re improving the future of this student, who can help children, teenagers, or adults who suffer from verbal violence and more. I appreciate your consideration, and I look forward to building a strong bond with the Scholarship Committee to consider me for this opportunity.

Beyonce once said, “I dream it, I work hard, I grind ’til I own it”. And while I never had the privilege of ‘dreaming’, I trace my success by my repeated persistence through adversity. I have faced many things alone since I was fifteen years old, let's say they were processes ranging from violent stepfathers to financial problems. and going through all my individual difficulties in life, I picked myself up and continued studying and working, arriving with pride in places that I was historically told I didn't belong to because of my financial condition. Making art was never just for me, but to show my family that we can dream while we work, even not being Beyonce. I never had a traditional family. My father abandoned me before I was born. I thought I needed a father until I comprehended that if I never had one, I genuinely didn't need one. Yet until I came to this conclusion, I dealt with my mother's husband for four whole years. I went through psychological abuse, verbal violence and homophobia. As soon as I talked with people about it, they judged me as guilty of all these events. Otherwise, after being racked with pain, while I reached a mature age, I learned the victim will never be to blame. I went through the biggest trauma of my life almost alone, only with the sure that I had art by my side. I turned the game around so that my fears became strength, and I was able to face these challenges. At the beginning of high school, I involved myself in the courses of acting that I paid for while working. I asked my acting teachers If I could help with the preparations for next semester's musical. They allowed it and yet I had an especially important role in the play. I remember my first time on stage, where I could feel truly alive for the first time. I made friends that my art reached them and possibly changed their heart in some way. All the difficulties I go through to be able to have an education in art, I do with dedication and respect for something that is good for me, and heals people. I earned valuable insight into the art and myself. I am focusing on acting, especially for cinema, but I also would like to be in theaters in the big city of NY. I never had the chance to dream of getting this far. I spent years struggling against all my financial and psychological limitations, but my art showed me that I am more than these difficulties. I want my art to be a safe place for people who have experienced issues with stepparents, or fathers, but most of all, I intend to be a positive step towards bringing art to the hearts of those who need it most. Artistically, I inspire myself by Beyonce, she works hard to be the first one in the spotlight. And just like her, I have the passion and determination to become a trusted member of the art industry. With my education, I can stand out as a great artist in the artistic world, having the chance to take my art and talent to stages, in which I can express my story so that those who identify can feel welcomed. You’re not just helping me with financial help. You’re improving the future of this student, who can help children, teenagers, or adults who suffer from verbal violence and more. I appreciate your time. Thank you for considering me for this opportunity.

Since I'm part of the art world, I have in mind so many artists that I inspire myself by. I could quote my favorite teacher from high school, who defended me when other students were saying I shouldn't do art, because I was too shy. Or I could quote my best friend, who's also an artist, and helped enable me to overcome many fears of applying to my dream art college. However, it was Pablo, the director of my first musical, “Benjamin,” who truly shaped me into the actress I am today. Pablo is an excellent person and artist. We met when I was just 14 years old, working on his musical project about “life.” I was a girl who loved acting and singing. I used to watch talented people and wish to be like them, but I never believed in myself or believed how far I could reach. In the first rehearsals, while the other students were making friends, I was a shy girl, always behind the scenes. But after a time, I couldn't hide my emotions. My eyes shone seeing what a great artist and mentor Plablo was. He seemed always worried about his students' career in art, about how they felt, and the show. I was fascinated by how he imagined incredible scenes for the musical, directed us, and at the same time taught us valuable lessons in acting, screenwriting, filmmaking, and directing. It was in these classes that I discovered that I had much more potential than I imagined. He taught me that hard work trumps talent. That's why I had to study hard, doing whatever was necessary to succeed and thrive. I put my all into every class, every day of study, and every learning experience, and he entrusted me with one of the most important roles in his musical. I was happy to be part of such a pleasure. My life changed because of that director, who transformed an introverted girl into an artist. Among all my experiences, performing in the musical “Benjamin” stands out as my favorite. Stepping on stage for the first time was a memorable moment. If I close my eyes, my memories take me back to that day, where the anxiety mixed with happiness made me feel alive in a way I had never felt before. With the spotlight in my face and people applauding as I appeared on stage, my heart felt at home. Acting for the first time in front of a crowd of people allowed me to shed all my shyness, be more confident, find my voice, and discover the light within me. This was possible because of Pablo, who trusted me when not even I did, and I hope he knows how important his art is to me. Being part of his project also opened numerous doors. Thanks to the valuable contacts I made during the process, I received invitations for other musical and cinematographic projects, which was important for my artistic career. All the situations I go through to be able to have an education in art, I do with dedication and respect for something that is good for me, and heals people. I discovered the meaning of art when my teacher Plablo introduced me to my biggest dream, earning valuable insight into the art and into myself. I appreciate your consideration, and I look forward to building a strong bond with the Scholarship Committee to consider me for this opportunity.

Beyonce once said, “I dream it, I work hard, I grind ’til I own it”. And while I never had the privilege of ‘dreaming’, I trace my success by my repeated persistence through adversity. I have faced many things alone since I was fifteen years old, let's say they were processes ranging from violent stepfathers to financial problems. and going through all my individual difficulties in life, I picked myself up and continued studying and working, arriving with pride in places that I was historically told I didn't belong to because of my financial condition. It was never just for me, but to honor my family. My grandmother told me that we wouldn't have money to cover my studies in the arts, since making art is expensive. That's why I had to study hard, doing whatever was necessary to succeed and thrive. I never had a traditional family. My father abandoned me before I was born. I thought I needed a father, until I comprehend that if I never had one, I genuinely didn't need one. Yet until I came to this conclusion, I dealt with my mother's husband for four whole years. I went through psychological abuse, verbal violence and homophobia. As soon as I talked with people about it, they judged me as guilty of all these events. Otherwise, after being racked with pain, while I reached a mature age, I learned the victim will never be to blame. I went through the biggest trauma of my life almost alone, only with the sure that I had art by my side. I could cry because of him, but everything got better from when I was in the theatre the next day, or in my room creating poems that profoundly healed me. I turned the game around so that my fears became stronger, and I was able to face these challenges. In the beginning of high school, I involved myself in the courses of acting that I paid for while working. I asked my acting teachers If I could help with the preparations for next semester's musical. They allowed it and yet I had an especially important role in the play. I remember my first time on stage, where I could feel truly alive for the first time. I made friends that my art reached them and possibly changed their heart in some way. All the difficulties I go through to be able to have an education in art, I do with dedication and respect for something that is good for me, and heals people. I earned valuable insight into the art and into myself. Now, I am going to college to improve my studies in the arts. I plan to complete my bachelor degree in Acting and minors in music in the upcoming years. I am focusing on acting, I would like to be in theaters in the big city of New York. I never had the chance to dream of getting this far. I spent years struggling against all my financial and psychological limitations, but my art showed me that I am more than these difficulties. I want my art to be a safe place for people who have experienced issues with stepparents, or fathers, but most of all, I intend to be a positive step towards bringing art to the hearts of those who need it most.

Once a girl looked at herself in the mirror. She saw a flawed person, a tiny kid who wanted to be someone in the world, not invisible to her family, friends, and society. She was willing but also scared. Then, suddenly for a moment, this girl disappeared, but not completely. She was still living in the same house with the same family and wearing the same favorite jacket. The only difference is that she is hidden. She does not want to appear again, and a new girl was born on that rainy day. Stronger, full of dreams, hope, and love. It still had many defects, there were so many flaws that you couldn't count on your fingers. but she existed. She alone faced her fear when choosing to love, saw the world with her eyes, and felt true peace fill her chest. She was covered in wanting to meet the world, and it was this that healed her internal emptiness. Often she can still feel broken, or alone, perhaps even abandoned by a father who left her, not giving her space to be roommates. But then, in the silence of her room, she remembers that her dreams showed that life can be good even when the world falls. This is me, this story is mine. I am the most perfect imperfect person that exists, still invisible, almost visible who has been seen so few times, but who will still fight against my fears, and live the person I assume I am. I have written my entire history almost alone. Growing up in the suburbs of Brazil, I never had the experience of taking my passport and traveling during the summers. The furthest I went was to the beach next to my house. I played ball there, built sandcastles, and admired the horizon. In those moments I thought: what must the beaches of Malibu be like? What must it be like to buy ice cream in another language? What must it be like to make friends that I could never dream of meeting from a distance? And the main question is, what must life be like away from my mother? I have to think about my reasons, my choices, and obviously, which way to go. But always thinking, while time passes by my eyes. The only moment I can feel truly happier is when I do everything I can to go to the United States. I can feel myself alive when I am imagining a time when all my dreams make sense and fit into my reality. In all this process of living, I realized someone who inspires me: my mother. She is powerful and happy, and she is my biggest present. I learned with her that when life makes me feel sad, I only need to call her and ask for a hug, and then everything will be fine. I know who I am with my mother, but going to the U.S. alone will teach me who I am without this hug. At long last, I can be so many in a thousand. But it was given to me a tiny space to be me. That's when none of my words make sense at all, and my thoughts destroy my whys. Following my graduation from a U.S. college, I aim to end my studies in marketing and open institutes that help people from my country to have more chances for higher education, which I want to support with financial aid and mental assistance.

My name is Yasmim Victoria, and I am 18 years old. I would like to express my gratitude for the chance to introduce myself. It's a pleasure to tell my history about such an opportunity. The experience of volunteering and helping others has always been an honor. Since I was a kid, I have always wanted to somehow support people. And being an artist is a perfect way to understand what humanity is and why it is important to give back and embrace it. Throughout my life, I've harbored a dream of using art to make a meaningful impact, even without fully grasping its significance to the world, which is what prompted me to launch the aforementioned project. Little did I know that this dream would be confronted with the stark reality of life. Just a few months ago, Rio Grande do Sul, a state in my country, was ravaged by a devastating flood, claiming many lives and leaving homes in ruins. In response, I leveraged my artistic abilities to compose and disseminate songs via social media, aiming to raise funds for clothing to aid the children affected by this tragedy. I also volunteered in the affected area, which is close to my home, to assist in search efforts for individuals, dogs, and children who may have been lost in the flood. My community united to offer assistance in any way possible, facing the most severe conditions I have ever witnessed. I remember sitting with some children, entertaining them with songs I had composed and performances from my theater work, bringing moments of laughter and joy to help them momentarily escape the challenging situation they were facing. It was at that moment that I truly understood the profound importance of art—it has the power to heal people and unite them in both the best and worst of times. This realization reaffirmed why I have chosen to pursue art. I hope to inspire others to do the same through my work. And that moment will always stay with me, serving as a constant reminder of the purpose of my art: to bring comfort and support to others. My experience in Rio Grande do Sul inspired me to want more people to have access to art so they can make a difference in people's lives. I would like to further create institutions that support aspiring artists of all ages and help them in their creative endeavors. This institution would also help children in need by offering food, toys, and access to psychologists to support their personal and artistic development. It would provide a better education, including arts and culture, languages, and general studies. Many people suffer economic difficulties and face barriers to accessing opportunities for growth. With customized programs, I want to empower these children to find their artistic voices and provide them with legal support and guidance. I am dedicated to guiding them on their journey of transformation, showing them that there is still hope in this world and that art can change everything. I believe that the more you help and inspire others to do good, the more people will help each other. I want all students at my future institution to understand the true meaning of community work and art. I believe that I have a mission in the world, and today I know that is change the destiny of my people, and support my community. Thank you for this scholarship opportunity. I am glad to be part of this selective process.

Once a girl looked at herself in the mirror. She saw a flawed person, a tiny kid who wanted to be someone in the world, not invisible to her family, friends, and society. She was willing, but also scared. Suddenly, for a moment then this girl disappeared, but not completely. She was still living in the same house with the same family and wearing the same favourite jacket. The only difference is that she is hidden. She does not want to appear again, and a new girl was born on that rainy day. Stronger, full of dreams, hope and love. It still had many defects, there were so many flaws that you couldn't count on your fingers. but she existed. She alone faced her fear when choosing love, saw the world with her own eyes and felt true peace fill her chest. She was covered in art, and it was this art that healed her internal emptiness. Often she can still feel broken, or alone, perhaps even abandoned by a father who left her, not giving space to be roommates. But then, in the silence of her room, she remembers that her art and her dreams showed that life can be good even when the world falls. This is me, this story is mine, I am the most perfect imperfect artist that exists, still invisible, almost visible who has been seen so few times, but who will still fight against her own fears, and live the person I assume I am. I have to think about my reasons, my choices, and obviously, which way to go. But always thinking, while time passes by my eyes. The only moments I can feel truly happier is when I’m expressing my art. I can feel myself alive when I am playing my characters or when I’m singing songs. I can see beautiful things happening to me during the college process and after. I want to keep inspiring young artists just like me. My best friend Guilherme tells me that my art touches him every day, and it excites me in a way that only I can feel. I don't want to teach, but I want to open study spaces for low-income artists. It would make me very happy to help these people. Dreaming a little louder, I want to go to Broadway, or some other theatre in New York or Chicago. But for now, I like to think about this moment, where things are not easy and I'm still a little invisible. I can be so many in a thousand. But it was given to me a tiny space to be me. That's when none of my words make sense at all, and my thoughts destroy my whys. If I had to say the truth, working in my soul, maybe now I know who I am. I'm a collection of pretenses, dreams, and determination, but at the same time I took notice of my messy parts, which are those that make me a human. I also do not accept the world as it is, all my experiences in art have led me to this moment. Always running in only one direction, a space to fill my why ́s. Thank you for this scholarship opportunity. I am glad to be part of this selective process.

My name is Yasmim Victória. I fight for respect and, most of all, my place in this world. Women like me, who are black and part of the LGBT community, deserve to be encouraged to pursue our roles in society in spaces where we have historically been told we do not belong. It's a pleasure to share my history. I lived a story of dreams, struggles, falls, happiness, and sadness. For a long time, I didn't have a voice, it was as if I was mute or invisible. I was denied space in certain places because of my sexuality. I was denied financial aid because of my skin tone as if I didn't exist. I felt a lot of pain, sadness, and anger toward myself. And when I reached my limit, I turned all of that into strength. I learned after crying that if I wanted to be in places that should rightfully be mine, I would have to make my voice count and scream. I became the protagonist of my life. From then on, I gained the strength to overcome all my fears and adversities. I applied to my dream college in Chicago, which I never thought I had a chance of getting into, but I got in alone, without the help of any teacher or friend. It was an experience that I will never forget. I knew my family didn't have the money to pay for my higher education. I then decided to pay for my studies with scholarships. I would work to cover the costs of living on my own and not cause another financial burden on my mother's household. I started working at a coffee shop, where I had to hide my sexuality. The men at work looked at me disgustingly and tried to flirt with me, and it was like that every day. Sometimes they would sit close to me and force some intimacy. Everyone was twice my age; I hated being there. But the worst was when I revealed my sexuality, and a few weeks later I was fired. Then I tried at the supermarket without many days off, and customers saw me as the only black woman working, so I was recognized. They made certain jokes, but all of this was the result of a society built on racial prejudice.  I couldn't complain to the boss, otherwise I would lose another job, and I needed to save that money for moving to college. I would sit on the bathroom floor during my break and cry alone for a few minutes. There, I realized how strong I was to go through this process of my life. I stayed silent for a long time in that supermarket, pretending I didn't care while I felt it hurt inside. I once asked my mother if a black bisexual woman could make it somewhere, and she said, “You can't change all the people in the world, nor racism, but you can use your voice, and you can try.” At that moment, I never questioned my strength again. In conclusion, since I began my journey, I have learned that courage and perseverance live within me. I hope to be one of your choices to receive this scholarship and change the world for women like me in college. I fight for us to be respected in workplaces, schools, streets, or our houses. All the prejudice that happened to me showed a reality that I had only heard about before, so I want to be part of this change and build a future for the next generation of strong women.

Cities like California, Chicago, or New Orleans are places where commerce takes place. Tourism is big, and if anyone from outside thinks about the United States, only these cities come to mind. Growing up in the inner city was, as I like to say, an experience that will stay in my head forever. I never had a quality education. In high school, I took crowded trains at 5 a.m. to get to the other side of the city and have a slightly better education. I lived the classic story as the daughter of a black mother whose boyfriend didn't want to take on an unplanned pregnancy. My father left me before I was even born, he never saw me grow up. I blamed myself for years until I understood how strong I am for having faced life's challenges without lowering my head. My mother is even stronger for creating me alone, that's why she is my inspiration in my history. The biggest challenges I had to face in my neighborhood involved my family. My uncles knew about all the crimes that were happening, they knew the bosses and gangs. It wasn't easy for me to grow up there, my mother or grandmother never went through dangerous situations, but I already did. While playing in the street with my friends, a man passed by and picked me up. I remember that day perfectly. I couldn't scream or run, I could only feel scared. He let me go when my friends started to scream. After what happened, I told my grandmother, but that man was never arrested. She said he hasn't done anything because if he did, I wouldn't be here to tell the story. I didn't tell my mother because I was afraid she wouldn't believe me either. My uncles also haven't done anything to protect me, and I never knew the reason. The most devastating surprise was all about to come shortly after my birthday party. When I was 10 years old, we still lived in the same neighborhood. My grandfather passed away. After that, I discovered that he was once one of those bosses, which was a huge shock for me. As a child, I saw my grandfather as an example of a good, caring person who cared about people. It was through this experience that I learned that people are never what they appear to be. When I turned 15, my mother and I moved to a better city. I started my psychological treatment, so I relived all the childhood traumas during this period again. My grandfather is a bad person. No one believed me when I told them about the man who tried to kidnap me. My father abandoned me in this world. I felt angry at these people, because they could not protect me when I needed it. But during my treatment, I understood that they all didn't deserve my pain or my pity. I am strong and studious. I never leave people behind, so I stopped blaming them. It freed me, it never managed to heal all my wounds, but I don't think about them anymore, and I don't need to.  At 18 years old, I see my family as people who have no opportunities or education. I blame a flawed system that never gave them a chance to improve their lives. This will never justify mass crimes, but it has a great influence. I want the future generation of my old city to have options to live a dignified life. Sometimes I go back to my old community, talk to the children, and do some community services, generally aimed at the youngest. I have support groups for women who suffer there but are unable to leave.  It's still difficult to pass through my old city, but I see myself as a survivor who has the strength and courage to help those who need a hand, creating a community of people who help each other.

My mother is a bisexual black woman, she is forty years old and is the strongest woman I have ever seen. For as long as I can remember, my mother has always said, “Love has no eyes”, and she is right. I learned that we are capable of loving everyone, it doesn't necessarily have to be romantic, but also friendly.  My mother suffered a lot for a long time. Loving women in the 90s and early 2000s was like “fighting alone in front of a thousand men”, she says. She had to go through challenges that changed her life. For example, she left home at the age of eighteen after coming out. She had a daughter shortly after that, which was not in the plans. Being abandoned by the man who raised me was also a difficult struggle. She had to deal with insults from my aunts, grandparents, and uncles because they thought she could have “influence” on me. When I was 3 years old, my aunt tried to kidnap me and take me away from my mother, but my cousin saw it and didn't let it happen. She was the only one in the family who loved and saw my mother as a human being, because the others were not capable of that. And this was the first attempt of many. When I was just seven years old, I remember seeing her crying alone in her room. I held her in bed, and we stayed there for hours. She told me she was fine because she had me close to her, she loved being herself, and I liked seeing my mother smile, something rare at that time.  I didn't understand why they wanted to separate me from my mother. My grandmother said she was a monster who wouldn't admit she was a lesbian. This made even less sense in a child's head. I saw my mother as a sad and happy woman, she loved living, but cried a lot too. When she started dating a woman, things got twice as bad. My aunt tried to take custody of me from my mother and succeeded for a period of time. My mom only got me back because she broke up with her girlfriend, found a new job that paid more, and lied, saying she was straight. Since then, she was never able to date another woman until I grew up. We moved far from my grandparents, and at that time they couldn't do anything. Growing up, my mother taught me to be strong and showed me that love can come in all colors, shapes, and forms. I want to resist life just like she did, not giving up, and keeping fighting. But the biggest lesson was humanity and empathy. I am the best version of myself because of her. Today, my mom has a group of LGBTQIAPN+ people who welcome people from the community who have been expelled from their homes. They provide food, support, and show that life does not end there. That's why, in the future, I want to create institutions that shelter many more of these people. My city is patriarchal, and they don't know how to deal with LGBTQIAPN+. There are few places that welcome these people, which is why it is extremely necessary for there to be more. This is my mother's dream, and it is mine too. I hope that with a good job and a degree, I can have enough money to change these people's fates. Homophobia never ended, but today she knows how to deal with it well, and so do I.

My name is Yasmim Victória, and in a few months, I'm going to college. I fight for respect and, most of all, my place in this world. Students like me, who are black, and part of the LGBT community, deserve to be encouraged to pursue our roles in society in spaces where we have historically been told we do not belong. I have been fighting for everyone like me, and it's a pleasure to share my history, and explain why I should be considered for this scholarship. I have lived a story of dreams, struggles, falls, happiness, and sadness. For a long time, I didn't have a voice, it was as if I were mute or invisible. I have been denied spaces in certain places because of my sexuality. I've been denied financial aid because of the tone of my skin, as if I didn't exist in this world. I felt a lot of pain, sadness, and anger at myself, but I turned all of this into strength, and I learned after crying that if I wanted to be in places that should rightfully be mine, I would have to assert my voice and scream. I became the protagonist of my life. From then on, I gained the strength to overcome all my fears. I applied to Columbia College Chicago. I knew my family didn't have money to pay for my postsecondary education. So I decided to face the challenges of life and pay for my studies with scholarships. I would work to afford the costs of living alone and wouldn't cause another financial burden on my mother's household. . After fighting for a job, I started working at a coffee shop, where I had to hide my sexuality. The men at work looked at me disgustingly and tried to flirt with me, and it was like that every day. Sometimes they would sit close to me and force some intimacy. Everyone was twice my age. I hated being there. But the worst was when I revealed my sexuality, and a few weeks later I was fired. Then I tried at the supermarket without many days off, there customers saw me as the only black woman working, so I was recognized. They made certain jokes, but all of this is the result of a society built on racial prejudice.  I couldn't complain to the boss, otherwise I would lose another job, and I needed to save that money for moving to Chicago. During my rest times, I would sit on the bathroom floor and cry alone for a few minutes. There, I realized how strong I was to go through this process of my life. I stayed silent for a long time in that supermarket, pretending I didn't care while I felt it hurt inside. I once asked my mother if a black bisexual woman could make it somewhere, and she said, “You can't change all the people in the world, nor racism, but you can use your voice, your art, and you can try.” At that moment, I never questioned my strength again. Receiving this financial support is more than just a award. It's a form of resistance to be in places that I was initially told were impossible. Seeing black people on college is a victory, thank you for giving me space to share my history.

My name is Yasmim Victória. Yes, with an accent on “Ó”. I am Brazilian, and in a few months, I will be a permanent resident in the United States. I fight for respect and, most of all, my place in this world. Students like me, who are black, from South America, and part of the LGBT community, deserve to be encouraged to pursue our roles in society in spaces where we have historically been told we do not belong. I have been fighting for everyone like me, and it's a pleasure to share my history. I have lived a story of dreams, falls, happiness, and sadness. For a long time, I didn't have a voice, it was as if I were mute or invisible. I have been denied spaces in certain places because of my sexuality. I've been denied financial support because of the tone of my skin as if I didn't exist. I felt a lot of pain and anger at myself, but I turned all of this into strength, and I learned after crying that if I wanted to be in places that should rightfully be mine, I would have to assert my voice and scream. From then on, I gained the strength to overcome all my fears. I applied to a college in the United States—Chicago. My family couldn't afford it. And to make this step in my life even more difficult, I am not eligible for any loans from the US government or my country. After fighting for a job, I started working at a coffee shop, where I had to hide my sexuality. The men at work looked at me disgustingly and tried to flirt with me, and it was like that every day. Sometimes they would sit close to me and force some intimacy. Everyone was twice my age; I felt bad; I hated being there. But the worst was when I revealed my sexuality, and a few weeks later I was fired. Then I tried at the supermarket without many days off, there customers saw me as the only black woman working, so I was recognized. They made certain jokes, but all of this was the result of a society built on racial prejudice.  I couldn't complain to the boss, otherwise I would lose another job, and I needed to save that money for moving to another country. During my break, I would sit on the bathroom floor and cry alone for a few minutes. This was my routine for many months, and even though I was sometimes exhausted from working, I always thought about why I was fighting.  There, I realized how strong I was to go through this process of my life. These experiences not only fueled my decision to study abroad but also taught me to be resilient, giving me the strength I needed to change my story once and for all. In conclusion, since I began my journey, I have learned that courage and perseverance live within me. Today, I believe in my dreams because, one day, I thought it would be possible to make them come true. I feel like a survivor who continues to fight to be seen by society. Everything I've been through has brought me to this moment, and I'm proud of myself. I am a winner not only because of the drama in my life, but also because I understand that after the storm, comes a sunny day. I keep fighting, and I'm still winning because I never give up. I want the chance to share it with the world and inspire my people.

As an actress and singer, I see the world through poetry, transforming my thoughts into music or the lines of a character. It all began when I was just seven years old. I lived in a big house with my mother, grandmother, and three uncles. I remember having a band—it was a children's thing, but I took it very seriously. It was me and two friends: I sang Barbie songs, one played our imaginary guitar, and the other played drums with buckets we secretly took from my grandmother. From that time on, music became everything to me. Without a father, with my mom working all day, and my grandmother never really liking me, I sang endlessly in my lonely moments until I forgot I was alone. I started singing classes in a choir when I was nine years old. After that, I found my way to musical theater and fell in love with the stage. I still remember the feeling of being there for the first time. It was the moment I truly felt genuinely alive. When I was thirteen, I began taking dance classes, and ever since then, I've never stopped moving my body.  Today, at 18 years old, a question crosses my mind every time I think about giving up: “Why do you make art?” The answer comes as a light at the end of a tunnel: “Art fills my heart with the willingness to live.” Sometimes, I feel like I don't want to exist in this world, but I wouldn't die or sleep forever. I would just go somewhere I can feel things, a place where my dad is a good person, and where art is the most important thing—because art helps people understand what love is for. Sometimes, I feel too weak to do anything and can't envision my future, which frustrates me. This might be because, ever since I realized my dad left because he doesn't love me, I've found it hard to seek support from my family or friends. I use art to escape from this heavy feeling inside me. Using my voice to sing or my body to bring a character to life reminds me that my art heals me every day. I didn't choose music and theater; they chose me and made me understand that living, even without a father, can be an extraordinary adventure. I am still learning the sense of living, and now at this moment I feel happier for getting up from bed today, and starting to sing for all my neighbors to hear me. My mother says that the whole world should listen to my voice or watch me act. But I feel the entire world should listen to my songs or watch my plays; some can identify, others can hate, but it doesn't matter. I want my art to make people feel things, and if they possibly feel “angry” about it, at least they are feeling something. I want to create art until my last day on this earth, though I don't know when that will be. While I'm here, in five years, I see myself graduating from college, performing on stages, and supporting friends, as theater has taught me that a cast is also a family. I want to share my poetry everywhere. I hope this scholarship will help me attend college, where I aim to learn more about myself and assist others in their artistic journeys. Whether as a teacher or a lifelong learner, I aspire to make a difference with music, knowing that even changing one life is enough.

There is a question that crosses my mind every time I think about giving up: “Why do you make art?” The answer comes as a light at the end of a tunnel: “Art fills my heart with the willingness to live.”. Sometimes I feel like I don't want to exist in this world, but I wouldn't die or sleep forever. I would just go somewhere I can feel things, a place where my dad is a good person and is alive, where art is the most important thing—because art helps people understand what love is for. Sometimes, I feel too weak to do anything and can't envision my future, which frustrates me. This might be because, ever since I realized my dad left because he doesn't love me, I find it hard to seek support from my family or friends. I use art to escape from this dingy feeling inside of me. Using my voice to sing or my body to give life to a character reminds me that my art heals me every day. I didn't choose music and theater; they chose me and made me understand that living, even without a father, can be an extraordinary adventure. I am still learning the sense of living, and now at this moment I feel happier for getting up from bed today, and starting to sing for all my neighbors to hear me. My mother says that the whole world should listen to my voice or watch me act. But I feel the entire world should listen to my songs or watch my plays; some can identify, others can hate, but it doesn't matter. I want my art to make people feel things, and if they possibly feel "angry" about my art, at least they are feeling something.

Have you ever wondered what the difference is between dreams and life as a Latina woman? Well, that can simply be answered by telling you my story. My name is Yasmim Victória. Yes, with an accent on “Ó”. I am Brazilian and in a few months, I will be a permanent resident in the United States. Most people outside of Latin America try to correct me when I write my name. Although they don't need to know, it's tiring always to explain my native language and its differences from English. They also ask me why I don't speak Spanish or if I'm indigenous because of the Amazon Rainforest. People tend to see me as a poor girl who lives in South America; they judge me based on stereotypes before they really get to know me. To be honest, I'm just a person who loves poems, hates fruit and has a weird obsession with the actor Kit Connor. But they never asked me who I was. It's still frustrating to suffer all the consequences of being a woman, black, bisexual, and Latina trying to fit into the world. I am passionate and moved by poetry and the arts. Growing up, I discovered that art connects me with my spirit and gives me a sense of the extraordinary within me, but things were never easy. My mother worked every day, my grandmother took care of me on the weekends, and my father left before I was born. If someone had told me ten years ago that I could do art and study in the United States one day, I probably would never have believed them. But seeing my mother never give up on providing me with the best, even without a father figure, inspires me to make what seems impossible possible. She and the other women who helped her take care of me are women I admire. I had the strength to chase my dreams, but the older I get, the more I see that, despite the difficulties, dreaming is not for everyone. As a Latina woman, I am learning that I will always face many things in a different country. People will never see me as just a person in the world, but I can use this to my advantage and show my strength and resilience by fighting for places that are rightfully mine. I will never forget putting an accent on the “Ò” in my second name, or my culture, my accent, and calling myself Brazilian. It was a pleasure and a constant struggle to get into a prestigious college in Chicago, get financial support from third parties, and make my dream come true. In fact, I believe that for most Latina women and children, dreaming is a privilege. My family never gave up on anything, and neither will I, so the biggest act in my career as an artist will be giving space to women who need to be heard. May they use their art to win something of great significance. They will have support to move to other countries, to open their businesses, and to never be deprived of a good education. I learned that I don't need to fit into the world; the world needs to listen to my voice. Latina women will go through all the stereotyping and show that they are human beings too. But the most important thing for me is that in the future, they can all have the privilege of dreaming.

My name is Yasmim Victória. Yes, with an accent on the “Ó”. Most people outside of Latin America try to correct me when I write my name. Although they aren't obligated to know, it's exhausting to explain my native language and its differences from English every time. They also ask me why I don't speak Spanish or if I've met indigenous people because of the Amazon Rainforest. I suffer the challenges of being a Latina with the dream of meeting the world.  Throughout my life, I have been preparing myself to be a first-generation college student. My family encouraged me, but when I talked about college, I thought about the possibility of being able to study abroad, but they always thought of a public college in my home country. I would do it, but not all of them provided the programs in which I was interested. In my senior year, when I finally told my mom I wanted to study away from home, her expression changed. She looked worried and angry at the same time. I knew we didn't have money to pay for my postsecondary education. So I decided to face the challenges of life and pay for my studies with scholarships. I would work to afford the costs of living alone and wouldn't cause another financial burden on my mother's household. I am passionate and moved by poetry and the arts. I have been making music since I was ten years old, and I am good at it. Growing up, I discovered that art connects me with my spirit and gives me a sense of the extraordinary within me. Poetically, I am a collection of dreams, music, and pretenses. I feel I'm unique because art chose me to unite people. My purpose in my career as an artist is to create spaces where everyone can express themselves freely through their own art. Where they can tell their stories, their fears, their passions, their traumas, and free themselves from what hurts them. Art serves self-knowledge, education, awareness, gender equality, etc. Many people say that art is not necessary for the world, but I disagree. Art is necessary to connect people and to romanticize the concept of living. I believe that without music, we don't dance, and if we don't dance, we don't feel true happiness. I want to attend Columbia College Chicago. My life on campus will be dedicated to using my art to help people. As a Latina, I learned that I will face a lot of things in a different country. My mom always tells me that I can come home whenever I want, but I honestly don't feel like that's going to happen anytime soon. I will never forget putting an accent on the “Ò” in my second name, or my culture, my accent, and calling myself Brazilian. I want to incorporate all these little things into my art and take them with me wherever I go. It's been so difficult for me to go to a North American college, but if there's one thing my family doesn't do, it's give up. My goal is to help immigrant artists like me not give up on experiencing something challenging but beautiful. I will open free programs that provide financial, strategic, and emotional support. There are not many easily accessible programs that provide this type of support, so I believe that with it, I will be making a difference in the lives of many people. I never again want to see someone go through what I'm going through to get a foreign education.

The experience of volunteering and helping others in my community has always been an honor. Since I was a kid, I have always wanted to somehow support people. And being an artist is a perfect way to understand what humanity is and why it is important to give back and embrace it.  Recently, I participated in a community service that profoundly changed my life. In Brazil, Rio Grande do Sul was devastated by a catastrophic flood, claiming many lives and leaving homes in ruins. It was a terrible scene and one of the greatest difficulties the state has ever faced. I volunteered there to look after some children. Most of them lost their families, and because they were young, they didn't understand what was happening. In their moment of despair, nothing could calm them down. So I decided to entertain them by singing some of my songs and performing my theatrical work, bringing moments of calm to help them momentarily escape the challenging situation they faced. Many were able to smile and feel my art. A child told me that her mom used to sing to her, and my voice reminded her of her mom's. My heart broke at that instant, but it was also filled with the love this kid had for her mom. I hugged her and promised that while everyone was together at the shelter, I would take care of them and always sing to her. And that's what I did during all those days of despair and loss. It was at that moment that I truly understood the profound importance of art and community service. Both have the power to heal people inside and bring them together in the best and worst of times. After graduating from Columbia College Chicago, my goal is to continue serving others through my art. My experience in Rio Grande do Sul inspired me to want more people to have access to art so they can make a difference in people's lives. I would like to further create institutions that support aspiring artists of all ages and help them in their creative endeavors. This institution would also help children in need by offering food, toys, and access to psychologists to support their personal and artistic development. It would provide a better education, including arts and culture, languages, and general studies. Many people suffer economic difficulties and face barriers to accessing growth opportunities. With customized programs, I want to empower these children to find their artistic voices and provide them with legal support and guidance. I am dedicated to guiding them on their journey of transformation, showing them that there is still hope in this world and that art can change everything. I believe that the more you help and inspire others to do good, the more people will help each other. I want all students at my future institution to understand the true meaning of community work and art. That's why I'm here today: to change the destiny of many people.

I am an actress, singer, and dancer deeply in love with the arts and life. Since I can remember, I have had a profound appreciation for the power of storytelling and a strong desire to make a meaningful impact on society through creative expression. My plan is to change the world by helping artists, just as others have helped me. I also want to use my talent to foster a better sense of love, respect, and humanity because I believe the world needs more feelings and less hate. When I was younger, I started studying acting and dance classes in my city, but due to financial constraints, I had to stop. My family couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams at the same time. Determined not to let this setback define my future, I made it in other ways. I started saving all the money I had by selling sweets in stores, parks, and on the streets. I asked for help from close friends, and most importantly, I overcame my trauma of walking alone down the street to be able to catch buses and trains, most of which were crowded. To get to the dance school that I managed to get into thanks to auditions. I experienced the thrill of performing on stage, which solidified my resolve to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. But crucially, I wouldn't be where I am today without the support of those who have helped me. Thanks to them, I was able to pursue my passion and have the privilege of being an artist in our generation. These experiences not only fueled my love for art but also taught me to be resourceful and resilient, shaping the artist I am today.  My plan to serve others and improve society involves using my art knowledge and experience to grow my career and help artists who love the arts but can't afford all the costs of their studies. I have ambitions to create an institution that provides art education to people from all over the world and of all ages and backgrounds, fostering creativity and self-expression. My goal is to offer a supportive environment where aspiring artists can develop their skills and find their unique voices. Through my work, I hope to inspire others and contribute to the global art community. In my institution, my students will have the opportunity to pursue their art education without the financial difficulties that I experienced. This includes establishing financial assistance plans, funding initiatives, and affiliations with other educational institutions to facilitate studying abroad possibilities. I would also like to create a program where they can share their work with TV producers or art buyers. This way, they can experience working with what they love, get paid for it, and grow the art market by recognizing new artists. By removing these barriers, I hope to empower others to reach their full potential and achieve their academic and personal goals. Therefore, I aim to empower artists who can inspire others, as I strongly believe in art's potential to enhance our society. Art has the power to steer young people away from destructive paths. It can make a tired mother smile when listening to her favorite music. It can help lost people find themselves, and it can create meaning in the life of someone who doesn't see the point in living. I want my work to reach these people, and I envision my future students carrying forward my mission to bring art to those who may feel unreachable.

My name is Victória, I'm eighteen years old, and I live with my mother, sister, stepfather, and two dogs that I love pretty much. I also have a father, but he left us before I was born, so I don't talk about him. My favorite hobby is watching films. I love spending my time watching and analyzing each cinematographic work; in a way, I also take it as a study since I am an actress. I'm obsessed with stars, nature in the world, and the sky. I'm passionate about the cold weather, I hate coffee, and my favorite drink is water. I grew up in a religious and extremely loving family. For as long as I can remember, my community has always been part of my life; they helped me and my mother, who was left by my father when she was still pregnant. We went through many difficult times, but we always had support from each other, especially from God. I admire my mother for being extremely strong and never letting her faith be shaken. Even when my dad left, she continued standing, and it was with this strength that I am here today. It was with this faith in God that she created a wonderful community, full of respect and kindness. With them, I learned that spreading love is much more than a simple act; that was my mother's reason for living, and I feel like it's mine too.  My desire is to do the same as my community and follow in my mother's footsteps in her faith. With that in mind, looking for a career that brings faith and love to people has become a big step in my life. In a technological world where many have forgotten what it truly means to love, there is nothing more human than art. From a young age, studying arts with my community taught me that its essence is bringing love and smiles to people's faces. It's about unity and what we can achieve together. Recently, I participated in a community service that profoundly changed my life. In Brazil, Rio Grande do Sul was devastated by a catastrophic flood, claiming many lives and leaving homes in ruins. It was a terrible scene and the greatest difficulties the state has ever faced. At the beginning of my work to help, I created some videos and posted songs on TikTok, with the aim of raising funds for clothes to help children affected by this tragedy. I also volunteered there, which is close to my state, São Paulo, to help with efforts to search for individuals, dogs and children who may have been lost in the flood. My community came together to provide assistance in every way possible, facing the most severe conditions I have ever witnessed. At the shelter, I volunteered to look after some children. Most of them lost their families, and because they were young, they didn't understand what was happening. I decided to entertain them with songs I composed and performances of my theatrical work, bringing moments of calm to help them momentarily escape the challenging situation they faced. Many were able to smile through the art. I shared my faith with them and didn't let them leave my side until the whole situation calmed down. It was at that time that I truly understood the profound importance of art, community service, and faith. All have the power to heal people and bring them together in the best and worst of times. I plan to change the world through art that comes along with love, faith, and community service.

Since I'm part of the art world, I have in mind so many artists that I inspire myself by. I could quote my favorite teacher from high school, who helped me when other students judged me, saying I shouldn't do art, and laughed at me. I could quote my best friend, whose help enabled me to overcome many fears and apply to my dream art college. Even so, it was Pablo, the director of my first musical, “Benjamin,” who truly shaped me into the actress I am today.  Pablo is an excellent person and artist. We met when I was just 14 years old, working on his musical project about “life.” I was a girl who loved acting and singing. I used to watch talented people and wish to be like them, but I never believed in myself or believed how far I could reach. In the first rehearsals, while the other students were making friends, I was a shy and out-of-place girl. But in Pablo's classes, I couldn't hide my emotions. My eyes shone seeing what a great artist and mentor he was. He seemed always worried about his students' career in art, about how they felt, and the show. I was fascinated by how he imagined incredible scenes for the musical, directed us, and at the same time taught us valuable lessons in acting, screenwriting, filmmaking, and directing. It was in these classes that I discovered that I had much more potential than I imagined. He taught me that hard work trumps talent. As a result, I put my all into every class, every day of study, and every learning experience, and he entrusted me with one of the most important roles in his musical. I was happy to be part of such a pleasure. My art life was transformed by that director, who saw my hopes, dreams, and efforts. Pablo's work has inspired me to develop self-confidence on stage and in film. Nowadays, I plan to be more than just an actress, following in his footsteps as a songwriter, director, actress, writer, and singer. I want to make a difference and inspire artists, just as he inspired me. I want to help by not being a mentor, but by creating safe spaces where students like me can feel free to express themselves through their art.  Among all my experiences, performing in the musical “Benjamin” stands out as my favorite. Stepping on stage for the first time was a memorable moment. If I close my eyes, my memories take me back to that day, where the anxiety mixed with happiness made me feel alive in a way I had never felt before. With the lights in my face and people applauding as I appeared on stage, my heart felt at home. Acting for the first time in front of a crowd of people allowed me to shed all my shyness, be more confident, find my voice, and discover the light within me. This was possible because of Pablo, who trusted me when not even I did, and I hope he knows how important his art is to me. Being part of his project also opened numerous doors. Thanks to the valuable contacts I made during the process, I received invitations for other musical and cinematographic projects. There, I also met my best friend, who helped me apply to college, and the teacher who supported me in high school. Acting and singing are integral parts of me. My poetry lives within me, and I will be forever thankful for all the great artists who helped me in every situation.

I am a Latina girl; I am eighteen years old, and my life has changed since the day I chose to be an immigrant in the US. My story is about how I overcame my financial needs in my home country and became the person I am today. Currently, I live with my mom, stepfather, and a young sister. My father left us even before I was born; for this reason, I don't talk about him or miss him. I am an artist in love with movies, obsessed with singing, and fascinated with dance. Speaking other languages is my favorite thing in the world, and since childhood, English has been my go-to language. In my home country, things have always been difficult. I planned to apply to a college in the US that my family could not afford. I decided to have a life as an immigrant, and it was not an easy journey. Right away, I had to face barriers with my family; we did not have any recourses or help from anyone. I am not eligible for scholarships from the government of the US or from my own, which makes things even harder. Transforming my country's money into dollars is my most worrying part, since it costs a lot, and I'm not from a noble family. But determined not to let this setback define my future, I made it in other ways. I started saving all the money I had by selling sweets in stores, parks, and on the streets. I started working every day and night in a store. I asked for help from close friends, and most importantly, I overcame my trauma of walking alone down the street to be able to catch buses and trains, most of which were crowded. These experiences not only fueled my decision to study abroad, but also taught me to be resourceful and resilient, giving me the strength I needed to change my life once and for all.   Since making my journey, I have learned that courage and perseverance are living inside me. Leaving my home country to have the experience of self-discovery is something that will always impress me. I'm proud of me as a black woman who is making it happen. I am still learning that, as an immigrant living in the US, I don't need to hide my origins. People often perceive me as a Latina girl studying in their country, which is accurate. For a while, I wished to blend in as just a regular girl attending a typical college and leading a typical life. However, I eventually realized that being viewed through this lens wasn't negative. Actually, some people liked my accent and my culture and wanted to learn more about me. I love interacting with people from diverse backgrounds who are navigating a new culture. Helping them and building new friendships brings me immense happiness, and it's one of the highlights of my life in the US. I strongly believe that everyone should have the chance to connect with individuals they may never have met in their home country.  I am determined to build my success in the US and give my best effort to everything I do. I know that under my circumstances of financial need, it can all be ripped away from me at any moment. My situation has instilled in me the importance of seizing every opportunity that comes my way. That's why I aspire to make a difference and create pathways for immigrants like myself to achieve their dreams more easily than I have.

I started studying theatre and dance classes in my city, but due to financial constraints, I had to stop. My family couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams at the same time. Determined not to let this setback define my future, I made it in other ways. I started saving all the money I had by selling sweets in stores, parks, and on the streets. I asked for help from close friends, and most importantly, I overcame my trauma of walking alone down the street to be able to catch buses and trains, most of which were crowded. To get to the dance school that I managed to get into thanks to auditions. I experienced the thrill of performing on stage, which solidified my resolve to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. These experiences not only fueled my love for art but also taught me to be resourceful and resilient, shaping the artist I am today. Reflecting on my journey so far, confronting financial hardships at a young age made me more mature and stronger than I ever thought. I turned necessity into motivation, pushing myself to excel academically and artistically despite the odds stacked against me. Being honored with this scholarship award serves as a significant step forward in my pursuit of a bachelor's degree and my aspirations of establishing a thriving career as an actress. In ten years from now, a mental image I've always had of myself ahead is being a successful woman in business and a world-renowned actress. Financial needs would no longer be a concern. I am immensely grateful for this opportunity to receive the scholarship, as it bolsters my determination to realize my dreams. Being a diligent student and an exceptional actress, I'm determined to show my worth in the industry.

As a queer person, I have found myself facing challenges that have changed my vision of the world and allowed me to grow in a society that sometimes doesn't see me as a normal person. My experiences tell histories of learning self-love, because being part of the LGBT community is first and foremost about who we are. My fights, my victories, and my defeats are all part of a long process, and I will always be proud to say that I won. Being raised in a religious family was challenging. I didn't know what LGBTQ+ meant until I grew up and realized I was part of it. The experience of getting to know me was a struggle for me. The consequences of not having any contact with the gay community resulted in nights spent crying, praying every day, having an eating disorder, and searching for ways to reject my sexuality. I completely invalidated myself, creating a homophobic monster within me because I was afraid my family and the church community would do the same. At my birthday party, I made the decision to tell my parents the truth about me. I was nervous about coming out, but all the situations I have put myself in have made me understand that I couldn't hide who I was without losing a vital part of myself. The words tumbled out of my mouth like a relief, and my mother replied, “We already knew.”. I received pushback from my family, church community, and friends. That made me realize that people around me had always seen me as I am, and I had hurt myself for a reason I invented, one that wasn't true. I found a way to embrace who I am and see beyond my sexuality, recognizing myself as a person who deserves love. In college, I want to advocate for people from my community, creating a sense of awareness among other students about LGBTQ+ rights. I plan to implement some projects I have been planning, such as “All Hands Up,” to provide support for LGBT teenagers and adults who need help. I want all those kids and people of all ages to know they are not alone, and they don't need to be afraid of expressing themselves. With an education in acting, I want to use my art and my voice to share with the world what it means to be LGBT. I really want to create and perform in LGBT movies and series, hoping to help and provide inspiration and information to a wide variety of people throughout the globe. Receiving this scholarship has the potential to enable me to enhance my skills in the arts field by providing the necessary financial support to enroll in acting courses and certification programs on campus. The scholarship will also be used to cover the expenses for my upcoming fall semester courses. Overall, this opportunity will help me achieve my goals, progress in my career, take my voice as a black bisexual woman into college, and establish myself as a successful professional in the art industry.

Growing up as a Black girl in the suburbs of Brazil, I have always dreamt of helping the world through art. My journey to this point has been fraught with challenges and obstacles, many of which are tied to my identity as a Black, Latina, and foreign individual. In spite of these hurdles, I have remained steadfast in my belief that art has the power to transcend barriers and effect change. This essay aims to share my story, my dreams, and the emotional toll that comes with navigating a world that often sees me as an outsider. From a young age, I was captivated by the power of art to tell stories, evoke emotions, unite people, and inspire change. I would spend hours illustrating, singing, and creating, finding solace and expression in my art. My family, though supportive and talented musicians, faced financial hardships that made it difficult to invest in my artistic education. We had to work tirelessly to save money for my schooling, often seeking support from community programs and scholarships. Considering these efforts, the disparities in social and economic opportunities in my community were evident. Many individuals in my situation lacked the financial resources to pursue a quality education, let alone a career in the arts. I had aspired to be the first in my family to earn a college degree, and I was determined to do so; however, as a Black Latina, the path to higher education and a career in the arts has been particularly challenging. Opportunities for someone like me are often limited; I have faced numerous rejections and setbacks. The emotional toll of these experiences is significant. Honestly, It is disheartening to work so hard and still feel that the odds are stacked against you simply because of your identity. Yet, after a period of time, these challenges have only fueled my determination. I have chosen to view the obstacles I face as motivation rather than deterrents. I am firm in my belief in the transformative power of hard work and my capacity to achieve remarkable accomplishments. My dream is to reshape my family's future and rewrite my own narrative as a Latina pursuing higher education in the US. I believe that by doing so, I can create a ripple effect that will inspire and empower others in my community to pursue their dreams, regardless of the barriers they face. College is an opportunity to be more than a statistic; it is a chance to be a soul committed to making a lasting impact on the world. I am excited to bring my unique perspective and experiences to my future university, contributing to a diverse and inclusive community. As an international student, I know that I will face additional challenges, but I am ready to embrace them. I believe that the diversity of experiences and perspectives I bring will enrich the academic environment and foster a greater understanding of the global issues we face. My passion for art and my desire to help the world through my creativity are what drive me. I want to use my art to tell stories that need to be heard, to shine a light on issues that are often overlooked, and to inspire change. I have faith that art has the power to connect people across cultures and backgrounds, uniting all voices into one. This opportunity will not only support my academic pursuits but also provide me with a platform to share my voice and my vision. In conclusion, I stand out because I am proud of being who I am: a resilient Black Latina artist from Brazil, determined to use my art to inspire change and overcome the challenges of my identity and background. I believe that my unique experiences and perspectives make me a strong candidate for this opportunity. I am devoted to making a lasting impact on the world and using my art to inspire a better tomorrow. Moreover, being offered the chance to study in the US is not just an academic pursuit for me; it is a platform to amplify my ideas and my aspirations. I am eager to take full advantage of this possible chance to learn, grow, and make meaningful contributions. By pursuing my passion for art in a diverse and supportive environment, I can develop my skills, expand my horizons, and work towards a future where my art can truly make a difference.

Raised in a Lithuanian household, my heritage has always been a fundamental part of my identity and my journey to discover who I am. The traditions, history, and cultural values that have been handed down through generations are not just elements of my ancestry; they are essential components of my present self. The greatest characteristic of my country is its diverse folklore, language, and strength, which are things I cherish, influencing my perspective and providing me with a deep sense of connection. From a young age, I was deeply immersed in the rich cultural tapestry of Lithuania. The vibrant mix of customs, traditions, and artistic expressions in Lithuanian culture captivated me. Celebrating Joninės (St. John’s Day) with its bonfires and folk songs, taking part in Kūčios (Christmas Eve dinner) with its twelve traditional dishes, and being enchanted by the harmonious melodies of sutartinės (traditional multipart songs) were not just family traditions but sacred rituals that kept me connected to my heritage. These experiences have instilled in me the importance of connection, respect, and family, shaping unforgettable moments that continue to resonate with me. In a specific instance, I have always been interested in learning different foreign languages, such as English and Spanish. However, I also recognize the importance of language in preserving our cultural heritage. Lithuanian, being one of the oldest languages in the Indo-European group, carries traces of ancient history. Being able to speak and comprehend Lithuanian is not just about communication; it is a means of protecting our cultural identity. Thanks to my grandparents, I was brought up bilingual, which has enabled me to grasp and admire the nuances and beauty of our native language. As a child growing up in Lithuanian, art has consistently played a significant role in my life. The works of Mikalojus Konstantinas Čiurlionis, known for his captivating paintings and musical compositions that blend colors and sounds seamlessly, as well as the poetry of Maironis, which beautifully captures the essence of the Lithuanian landscape and spirit, have greatly influenced my artistic perspective. Inspired by these artists, I have created my own art and shared it with my community, fostering a sense of cultural connection. These artistic treasures are more than just creative achievements; they are reflections of our collective consciousness, expressing our emotions, experiences, and aspirations. Heritage is not just a tie to the past for me; it is an integral part of my present and future. It gives me a strong sense of identity and connection, bridging the gap between past generations and those to come. In a world that is rapidly becoming more globalized and uniform, safeguarding and honoring Lithuanian heritage is a means of preserving our distinctiveness and adding to the vibrant tapestry of human culture. Additionally, gaining insight into my heritage has cultivated a feeling of pride and responsibility. I take pride in the accomplishments and perseverance of my forebears, and I feel a responsibility to preserve and uphold these cultural practices. This has also underscored the importance of community, as numerous Lithuanian traditions and festivities are centered around communal participation, strengthening connections with loved ones. In conclusion, my Lithuanian heritage is a significant source of honor and identity for me. Influencing the language I use, the traditions I follow, and the history I cherish. Embracing this heritage helps me stay rooted in my origins while navigating the challenges of contemporary society. It serves as a reminder of my identity, heritage, and the resilient spirit of the Lithuanian people. By honoring and preserving these cultural traditions, I play a role in preserving the legacy of Lithuania for generations to come.

Growing up in a low-income household in Brazil was a journey fraught with challenges and obstacles for both my family and me. We had to seek support and work tirelessly to save money for my education, which proved to be a daunting task. In my state, there's a clear disparity in access to social and economic opportunities, often leaving individuals like me lacking the financial means to pursue quality education. Recognizing this divide has heightened my awareness of social class distinctions. As a black Latina woman studying at an international college, I knew I would face hurdles, and if I wanted to further my education, I had to be proactive in selecting a field like art. Opting to study art in Chicago was a deliberate choice, driven by a desire to challenge the undervaluation of art in Brazil, where I reside. Artists there are often not accorded the recognition they deserve, and I hope to change this perspective someday upon my return after college. Additionally, I aim to become the first member of my family to attain a college degree in a distant location while honoring my cultural roots. Witnessing the challenges Latinos face when seeking educational opportunities abroad has been emotionally taxing, yet it has strengthened my resolve to succeed. My community has imparted invaluable lessons about the importance of giving back and supporting others. Whether through volunteering at local shelters, participating in community clean-up events, or assisting neighbors in need, I've seen firsthand the profound impact of small acts of kindness. As I transition to college, I am committed to continuing this spirit of service. I plan to volunteer my time and skills to local organizations and causes, whether it's tutoring students in underserved communities, engaging in campus service projects, or organizing fundraisers for charitable causes. My pursuit of higher education is driven by a desire to reshape my family's future and rewrite my own narrative as a black woman striving for her dreams abroad. I aspire to inspire other young individuals, like myself, to explore the world and embrace diverse cultures. Through my education, I hope to provide opportunities for my loved ones and share my poetry and personal history with a global audience. As one of the few women from a disadvantaged background in Brazil striving for a better life, I believe my education can serve as a beacon of hope. In conclusion, I am honored to be the trailblazer in my family pursuing higher education in the arts. I am grateful for the unwavering support of my teachers and friends, who have believed in me since the beginning of my journey. Thank you for your time, and I am eager to demonstrate the truth of my words by creating a positive impact in the world through my art and actions.

I've grappled with incessant overthinking, often feeling disconnected from the identity ascribed to me. Since then, I've come to realize the power of altering anything I desire, including my own name. Frequently, I find myself changing my name as I struggle to align it with my true identity, dissatisfied with the title assigned to me. Upon reflection, I yearn to break free from convention and embrace the opportunity to embody different characters. This inclination arises from the belief that adopting alternate personas is simpler than navigating life without a predefined script. Each time I consider this, I recognize that I am engaging in pretense. Living solely in the realm of imagination appears enticing, devoid of constraints, allowing me to craft narratives where I am anything I desire. I often find myself weary of this introspective knowledge. Despite this weariness, there's a certain satisfaction in delving into the intricacies of characters, individuals, and even myself. If I had to say the truth, maybe now I know who I am. I'm a collection of pretenses, dreams, and determination, but at the same time I'm a flawed person, and so are my plays. Always running in only one direction, a space to fill my why ́s. One for all wishing to stop thinking too much, but inventing a way to live the person I assume I am. In moments of solitude, I find myself adrift in contemplation, delving deep into the recesses of my soul in search of answers to life's profound questions. Why do I sit here, pondering my existence, when the answers may forever elude me? I am compelled to scrutinize my motives, my decisions, and the path ahead, all the while acutely aware of time slipping through my fingers. Throughout my life, I have often found myself confined to solitary spaces, grappling with the absence of a father figure who left me to navigate life's complexities alone, bereft of companionship and meaningful conversations. This early experience of abandonment became my first encounter with art, a means of transcending loneliness and finding solace in creative expression. I discovered that art offered me an escape, a refuge from the relentless churn of my own thoughts. As an artist, I draw inspiration from the depths of my being, tapping into emotions and experiences that are uniquely mine. Yet, I also inhabit a myriad of personas on stage, each one a vessel for empathy and connection, providing solace to those who seek refuge from their realities. Amidst the vast expanse of possibility, I am confined to a single, tiny space where I struggle to make sense of my own words and thoughts, where my inner turmoil threatens to overwhelm me. I believe my most significant life adversity has been the pursuit of understanding life's purpose and, inevitably, finding my own identity. In conclusion, I have come to realize that I am a flexible individual, capable of adapting to the challenges of life. I see myself as a bridge, connecting different aspects of my mysterious existence and embracing change, creativity, and new perspectives. Despite facing obstacles as a black artist, I am determined to live fully and make meaningful experiences. I believe that making history involves living passionately and persevering through adversity. As a Latina woman, I aspire to soar beyond boundaries and share my art with the world. In my undergraduate studies, I aim to inspire others, especially those from underprivileged backgrounds, to pursue higher education and believe in their potential. My goal is to make a positive impact on the world and confront my inner struggles to become the best version of myself.

Growing up, my family was deeply rooted in military tradition. My grandfather, a retired Air Force veteran, was a source of inspiration and wisdom for our entire family. His stories of service and sacrifice painted a vivid picture of military life, instilling in me a profound sense of respect and admiration for those who serve. One particular memory that stands out in my mind is the tale of his first parachute jump during training. As a young recruit, my grandfather approached the prospect of parachuting with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The rigorous training he had undergone had prepared him for the technical aspects of the jump, but nothing could fully prepare him for the adrenaline rush of actually leaping from an aircraft. On the day of his first jump, my grandfather and his fellow trainees boarded the aircraft, their hearts pounding with anticipation. As the plane ascended to the desired altitude, my grandfather could feel the excitement building within him. Standing at the open door of the aircraft, he gazed out at the vast expanse below, the ground stretching out seemingly endless beneath him. With a deep breath, my grandfather leaped from the plane, feeling the rush of wind against his face as he hurtled towards the ground below. As he descended, he couldn't help but marvel at the breathtaking view spread out before him. The world seemed to stretch out endlessly, a patchwork of fields and forests bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. In that moment, my grandfather experienced a profound sense of freedom and exhilaration unlike anything he had ever felt before. He felt alive in a way he had never felt before, as if he were truly soaring through the skies like a bird. When he finally landed safely on the ground, my grandfather was filled with a sense of pride and accomplishment. He had conquered his fear and embraced the thrill of the unknown, emerging stronger and more resilient than ever before. From that day forward, my grandfather carried with him the lessons he had learned from his parachute jump—lessons of courage, determination, and the importance of seizing the moment. It was a memory he cherished dearly, and one that he would share with his family for years to come. Through his stories and experiences, my grandfather taught me the value of service, sacrifice, and resilience. He instilled in me a deep appreciation for the men and women who serve in our armed forces, and a profound sense of pride in our military heritage. As I reflect on my grandfather's military service, I am reminded of the profound impact that one individual can have on the lives of others. His courage, dedication, and unwavering commitment to duty continue to inspire me to this day. I am grateful for the lessons he taught me and the legacy of service that he passed down to our family.

Throughout my life, I've harbored a dream of using art to make a meaningful impact, even without fully grasping its significance to the world, which is what prompted me to launch the aforementioned project. Little did I know that this dream would be confronted with the stark reality of life. Just a few months ago, Rio Grande do Sul, a state in my country, was ravaged by a devastating flood, claiming many lives and leaving homes in ruins. In response, I leveraged my artistic abilities to compose and disseminate songs via social media, aiming to raise funds for clothing to aid the children affected by this tragedy. I also volunteered in the affected area, which is close to my home, to assist in search efforts for individuals, dogs, and children who may have been lost in the flood. The community united to offer assistance in any way possible, facing the most severe conditions I have ever witnessed. I remember sitting with some children, entertaining them with songs I had composed and performances from my theater work, bringing moments of laughter and joy to help them momentarily escape the challenging situation they were facing. It was at that moment that I truly understood the profound importance of art—it has the power to heal people and unite them in both the best and worst of times. This realization served as a reaffirmation of my unwavering commitment to the pursuit of art. It reminded me that art transcends superficiality; it is an essential aspect of the human experience. Through my journey, I discovered that art can be as simple and comforting as a cup of tea—accessible to all yet deeply impactful. All it requires is openness to feel its embrace, allowing it to envelop us in its warmth and beauty. That moment will always stay with me, serving as a constant reminder of the purpose of my art: to bring comfort and support to others. While the road ahead may be filled with challenges and uncertainties, I am fueled by a deep sense of purpose and a belief in the transformative power of art. Through my work, I hope to continue using creativity as a force for good, inspiring others to join me in harnessing the boundless potential of the arts to create positive change in the world. As I stand at the intersection of art and activism, I am reminded of the words of renowned artist Pablo Picasso: "The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls." May my art serve as a beacon of hope, resilience, and unity, shining brightly in even the darkest of times, and may it continue to bring comfort and support to those in need. If I were to make one change in the world, it would be to ensure that every individual has access to the healing and transformative power of art, and their basic needs. My experiences have shown me firsthand the profound impact that art can have on individuals and communities, particularly during times of hardship and adversity. By making art accessible to all, we can foster empathy, promote understanding, and inspire positive change on a global scale. Art has the ability to transcend boundaries, bridge divides, and unite people from diverse backgrounds in a shared experience of beauty and meaning. By prioritizing the integration of art into education, healthcare, and community life, we can create a world where creativity is celebrated as a fundamental aspect of human existence, and where the arts serve as a catalyst for healing, connection, and social transformation.

In my life, I've grappled with incessant overthinking, feeling disconnected from the identity ascribed to me. Since then, I've come to realize the power of altering anything I desire, including my own name. Frequently, I find myself changing my name as I struggle to align it with my true identity, dissatisfied with the title assigned to me. Upon reflection, I yearn to break free from convention and embrace the opportunity to embody different characters. This inclination arises from the belief that adopting alternate personas is simpler than navigating life without a predefined script. Each time I consider this, I recognize that I am engaging in pretense. Living solely in the realm of imagination appears enticing, devoid of constraints, allowing me to craft narratives where I am anything I desire.  I often find myself weary of this introspective knowledge. Despite this weariness, there's a certain satisfaction in delving into the intricacies of characters, individuals, and even myself. If I had to say the truth, working in my soul, maybe now I know who I am. I'm a collection of pretenses, dreams, and determination, but at the same time I'm a flawed person, and so are my plays. Always running in only one direction, a way to live the person I assume I am. In moments of solitude, I find myself adrift in contemplation, delving deep into the recesses of my soul in search of answers to life's profound questions. Why do I sit here, pondering my existence, when the answers may forever elude me? Throughout my life, I have often found myself confined to solitary spaces, grappling with the absence of a father figure who left me to navigate life's complexities alone, bereft of companionship and meaningful conversations. This early experience of abandonment became my first encounter with art, a means of transcending loneliness and finding solace in creative expression. I discovered that art offered me an escape, a refuge from the relentless churn of my own thoughts. As an artist, I draw inspiration from the depths of my being, tapping into emotions and experiences that are uniquely mine. Yet, I also inhabit a myriad of personas on stage, each one a vessel for empathy and connection, providing solace to those who seek refuge from their realities. Amidst the vast expanse of possibility, I am confined to a single, tiny space where I struggle to make sense of my own words and thoughts, where my inner turmoil threatens to overwhelm me. I believe my most significant life challenge has been the pursuit of understanding life's purpose and, inevitably, finding my own identity. On a final note, I have come to realize that throughout my life, I have been a flexible individual. I see myself as a bridge, connecting different aspects of my mysterious life and embracing change every day. This ability allows me to express creativity, share ideas, voice opinions, and perceive the world in new ways. Simultaneously, I am filled with emotions that urge me to be authentic and deserving. I aspire to live more fully, seeking new experiences, despite the challenges faced by a black artist trying to showcase their work to the world. I once heard that making history involves living intensely, persevering even in times of adversity. For me, giving up on my aspirations would diminish the essence of life. Life has granted me a single opportunity to set things right, to confront and overcome the internal struggles within me. I am determined to face my weaknesses courageously, as they are a part of me, driving my desire to make a difference in the world, my world.

The relationship between law enforcement and the African American community in the United States has long been strained due to systemic discrimination, police brutality, and racial profiling. High-profile incidents of police violence have exacerbated these tensions, leading to widespread protests and demands for reform. Improving these relationships requires addressing systemic issues, enhancing accountability, and fostering genuine community engagement through several key strategies. Implementing comprehensive training programs for officers is essential. These should focus on cultural competency, implicit bias, de-escalation techniques, and community policing principles. Such training can reduce racial profiling and unnecessary use of force by helping officers recognize and address their biases and use non-violent methods to handle volatile situations. Transparency and accountability are foundational for building trust. Law enforcement agencies must adopt robust accountability measures to ensure officers are held responsible for misconduct. This includes using body-worn cameras, independent review boards, and transparent investigation processes. Making officers' disciplinary records accessible to the public and establishing civilian oversight committees can also enhance transparency and community involvement in policing practices. Community policing emphasizes building relationships between officers and community members. By integrating officers into the communities they serve, they can develop a deeper understanding of the local context and build trust with residents. Law enforcement agencies should encourage officers to participate in community events, engage in regular dialogues with community leaders, and collaborate with local organizations on crime prevention and public safety initiatives. Positive interactions between officers and community members can help humanize both parties and reduce mutual suspicion. Policy reforms at both the local and national levels are essential for long-term change. Policies that address the use of force, mandate the use of body cameras, prohibit racial profiling, and require comprehensive data collection on police interactions can help mitigate discriminatory practices. Legislative actions, such as the George Floyd Justice in Policing Act, aim to create national standards for policing and hold law enforcement agencies accountable for misconduct. Supporting and enacting such policies can lead to systematic changes that protect the rights and safety of African American individuals. Addressing socio-economic issues that lead to crime and tension is also crucial. Investing in education, healthcare, housing, and job opportunities can improve the quality of life for African American residents, reducing the need for heavy policing. Redirecting resources to community-based programs and social services can tackle the root causes of crime and create a more supportive environment. Promoting diversity within police departments can enhance relationships with African American communities. Recruiting and retaining officers from diverse backgrounds ensures that the police force better reflects the communities it serves. Diverse perspectives within law enforcement can lead to more culturally sensitive and effective policing strategies. Mentorship and support programs for minority officers can help retain talent and promote inclusivity within the ranks. Open dialogue between law enforcement and community members is crucial for mutual understanding and problem-solving. Town hall meetings, listening sessions, and advisory boards can facilitate conversations about community concerns, policing practices, and collaborative solutions. These forums should be inclusive and accessible, ensuring that voices from all segments of the community are heard and valued. Improving the relationship between law enforcement agencies and the African American population in the United States is a multifaceted challenge that requires sustained effort and commitment from all stakeholders. By implementing comprehensive training, enhancing accountability, engaging in community policing, enacting policy reforms, investing in community resources, promoting diversity, and facilitating open dialogue, law enforcement agencies can begin to rebuild trust and foster a safer, more equitable society. The path to reconciliation is long and complex, but through dedicated action and genuine collaboration, meaningful progress can be achieved.

My passion for the arts began in my homeland, Brazil. Surrounded by a vibrant culture steeped in music and dance traditions, I grew up in an environment that celebrated the arts. From the lively rhythms of samba to the colorful Carnaval festivities, art was integral to our identity. As a child, I was captivated by performance, spending hours singing and dancing, dreaming of taking the stage myself. As I matured, my affection for the arts blossomed, leading me to actively seek avenues to express my talents and connect with others. However, it wasn't until later that I grasped the profound essence of art, a realization that dawned on me only years later. In my senior year, several of my beloved teachers sought my assistance in highlighting my skills and supporting the school's theater department. They encouraged me to collaborate with others and utilize my artistic talents to benefit the community in some way, so one of my best notable accomplishments during this time was spearheading the "GAFA" (Good Action For Art) project, which featured a concert showcasing an original piece by Rosana Francisco. This initiative not only allowed us to raise funds but also enabled us to improve the stage setup of our school for future projects. I was thrilled to contribute to this endeavor, especially considering the limited resources of our public school. Throughout my life, I've harbored a dream of using art to make a meaningful impact, even without fully grasping its significance to the world, which is what prompted me to launch the aforementioned project. Little did I know that this dream would be confronted with the stark reality of life. Just a few months ago, Rio Grande do Sul, a state in my country, was ravaged by a devastating flood, claiming many lives and leaving homes in ruins. In response, I leveraged my artistic abilities to compose and disseminate songs via social media, aiming to raise funds for clothing to aid the children affected by this tragedy. I also volunteered in the affected area, which is close to my home, to assist in search efforts for individuals, dogs, and children who may have been lost in the flood. The community united to offer assistance in any way possible, facing the most severe conditions I have ever witnessed. I remember sitting with some children, entertaining them with songs I had composed and performances from my theater work, bringing moments of laughter and joy to help them momentarily escape the challenging situation they were facing. It was at that moment that I truly understood the profound importance of art—it has the power to heal people and unite them in both the best and worst of times. This realization reaffirmed why I have chosen to pursue art. I hope to inspire others to do the same through my work. And that moment will always stay with me, serving as a constant reminder of the purpose of my art: to bring comfort and support to others.

Growing up in Brazil, a country steeped in music and dance traditions, I was surrounded by a vibrant culture that celebrated the arts. From the lively rhythms of samba to the colorful festivities of Carnaval, music and dance were not just forms of entertainment but integral parts of our identity. As a child, I was captivated by the magic of performance, spending hours singing and dancing, dreaming of one day taking the stage myself. One particularly memorable experience occurred when I was six years old, attending my first Carnaval celebration with my mother. Despite the pouring rain, the streets came alive with music and movement, as people of all ages danced joyously, casting aside their worries and immersing themselves in the moment. It was a revelatory experience that ignited my passion for the arts and inspired me to pursue a future in music and theater. As I matured, my affection for the arts blossomed, leading me to actively seek avenues to express my talents and connect with others. However, it wasn't until later that I grasped the profound essence of art, a realization that dawned on me only years later. In my senior year, several of my beloved teachers sought my assistance in highlighting my skills and supporting the school's theater department. They encouraged me to collaborate with others and utilize my artistic talents to benefit the community in some way, so one of my best notable accomplishments during this time was spearheading the "GAFA" (Good Action For Art) project, which featured a concert showcasing an original piece by Rosana Francisco. This initiative not only allowed us to raise funds but also enabled us to improve the stage setup of our school for future projects. I was thrilled to contribute to this endeavor, especially considering the limited resources of our public school. Throughout my life, I've harbored a dream of using art to make a meaningful impact, even without fully grasping its significance to the world, which is what prompted me to launch the aforementioned project. Little did I know that this dream would be confronted with the stark reality of life. Just a few months ago, Rio Grande do Sul, a state in my country, was ravaged by a devastating flood, claiming many lives and leaving homes in ruins. In response, I leveraged my artistic abilities to compose and disseminate songs via social media, aiming to raise funds for clothing to aid the children affected by this tragedy. I also volunteered in the affected area, which is close to my home, to assist in search efforts for individuals, dogs, and children who may have been lost in the flood. The community united to offer assistance in any way possible, facing the most severe conditions I have ever witnessed. I remember sitting with some children, entertaining them with songs I had composed and performances from my theater work, bringing moments of laughter and joy to help them momentarily escape the challenging situation they were facing. It was at that moment that I truly understood the profound importance of art—it has the power to heal people and unite them in both the best and worst of times. This realization reaffirmed why I have chosen to pursue art. And that moment will always stay with me, serving as a constant reminder of the purpose of my art: to bring comfort and support to others.

My story is about pursuing a dream that seemed out of reach. Growing up in a low-income household in Brazil, my family and I have encountered various challenges and obstacles. We have had to seek support and work tirelessly to save money for my education, which has been a challenging journey. In my community, there is a clear inequality in access to social and economic opportunities, often resulting in individuals like me lacking the financial means to pursue a quality education. Recognizing this disparity has heightened my awareness of the social class divide. As a black Latina woman studying at an international college, I knew that I would face obstacles in life, and if I wanted to further my education, I had to be proactive in choosing a field like art. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. I am also interested in studying in the US because I am eager to learn something new every day. Specifically, I want to pursue art studies in Chicago because I feel that art is underappreciated in Brazil and artists are not given the recognition they deserve, so I want to change this perspective someday. Additionally, I aim to become the first member of my family to achieve a college degree in a distant location while honoring my cultural roots. I have observed the challenges that Latinos face when pursuing educational opportunities abroad, and this has been a source of emotional strain for me as I am part of this community. That's why I have chosen to view these challenges as motivation and remain steadfast in my determination to succeed, always ready to assist fellow individuals from my country in need. I firmly believe in the transformative power of hard work and in my own capacity to achieve remarkable accomplishments. I want to pursue a higher education in order to reshape my family's future and rewrite my own narrative as a black woman who has fought for her dreams studying abroad. My goal is to motivate other young individuals, like myself, who are eager to explore the world and cultures. I am dedicated to providing the best for my loved ones and sharing my poetry and personal history with a global audience. I believe that my education can be a beacon of hope, as I am one of the few women from a disadvantaged background in Brazil striving to create a better life. In conclusion, I am thrilled to be the trailblazer in my family pursuing a higher education in the arts. I am grateful for the unwavering support of my teachers and friends who have believed in me from the start of my journey and in my choice to venture abroad for a few years. Thank you for your time, and I am enthusiastic about demonstrating the truth of my words by creating a positive influence in the world through my art and actions.

One of the most memorable Met Gala themes for me is "Heavenly Bodies: Fashion and the Catholic Imagination," which took place in 2018. The theme inspired some truly remarkable and thought-provoking fashion choices that incorporated religious iconography and symbolism. As for the best outfit of that year, it's challenging to choose just one, but Rihanna's intricately designed papal-inspired ensemble, created by Maison Margiela, was a standout. The boldness and attention to detail in her outfit truly captured the essence of the theme while making a powerful fashion statement. The "Heavenly Bodies" theme at the 2018 Met Gala provided a captivating platform for designers and attendees to delve into the rich tapestry of religious art, inviting a profound dialogue about the enduring influence of Catholicism on aesthetics, creativity, and cultural expression. This theme prompted a diverse array of interpretations, with some attendees embracing opulence and grandeur in their papal-inspired ensembles, while others opted for more subtle and nuanced references to religious iconography. The result was a stunning showcase of how fashion can engage with spirituality, tradition, and history in a deeply meaningful way. Rihanna's ensemble, masterfully crafted by Maison Margiela, was a striking embodiment of the theme's spirit. Her meticulously designed papal-inspired attire, complete with intricate embellishments and an awe-inspiring headdress, exuded a sense of reverence and grandeur that resonated with the theme's exploration of the sacred and the sublime. It not only paid homage to ecclesiastical vestments but also sparked thought-provoking conversations about the intersection of fashion, religion, and cultural symbolism. On the other end of the spectrum, an outfit that received mixed reviews was Katy Perry's angelic ensemble by Versace. While it embraced the heavenly theme with its dramatic wings and golden accents, some found it to be overly theatrical or bordering on costume-like. The diverse reactions to this outfit exemplify how interpretations of fashion can vary widely, even within the context of a specific theme. For me, fashion, particularly at events like the Met Gala, is a form of artistic expression. In my opinion, Lili Reinhart's outfit at the 2019 Met Gala, while perceived negatively by some, was undoubtedly a result of careful thought and creativity. The design itself may have been unconventional or unexpected, and it's important to recognize that fashion often pushes boundaries and challenges norms. What one person may see as "the worst outfit" could be seen as bold, avant-garde, or even revolutionary by others. In examining the design, we can explore the elements that led to your strong reaction. What specific aspects of the design stood out to you as particularly unfavorable? Was it the silhouette, the choice of materials, or perhaps the overall theme? Understanding these details can provide valuable insight into our own preferences and aesthetic sensibilities Each outfit at the Met Gala that year offered a unique lens through which to contemplate the fusion of fashion and religious imagery. The event served as a powerful celebration of creativity, craftsmanship, and cultural significance, underscoring the profound impact of fashion as a vehicle for reflection, interpretation, and storytelling.

Discovering and accepting my bisexuality has been a journey filled with both personal growth and challenges. I was sixteen when I first acknowledged my feelings towards both men and women, and it was a realization that brought about a mix of emotions. Coming from a religious family, I knew that my truth might not be easily accepted by everyone around me. While my mom's love remained unwavering, my stepfather's disapproval and the indifference from other family members created a sense of unease within me. The fear of being judged or even ostracized by those closest to me was a heavy burden to carry. Looking back, I realize that my attraction towards both genders had always been a part of who I am. As a young girl, I experienced feelings that I couldn't quite comprehend at the time. It wasn't until I reached my teenage years that everything began to fall into place. However, the lack of understanding and acceptance in society made it difficult for me to embrace this aspect of myself wholeheartedly. The internal struggle and self-doubt were overwhelming at times. I found myself grappling with conflicting emotions, questioning and even resenting my own identity. It took time for me to come to terms with the fact that being LGBT is not about hate or self-loathing; it's about love and acceptance. Embracing this truth allowed me to break free from the confines of societal norms and expectations. My journey as a bisexual individual has also been intertwined with my faith. Despite the misconceptions and prejudices often associated with being both religious and part of the LGBTQ+ community, I have found solace in knowing that love transcends all boundaries. My relationship with God has been a source of strength and comfort, guiding me through moments of uncertainty and fear. Understanding that God's love is unconditional has empowered me to accept myself for who I am. It has given me the courage to stand tall in the face of societal stigmas and misconceptions. While I keep this aspect of my life private due to the lack of acceptance in my country, I find peace in knowing that my faith and my identity as a bisexual individual can coexist harmoniously. In sharing my experiences, I hope to shed light on the complexities of navigating both faith and sexual orientation. It is my belief that love knows no bounds, and it is through love that we can bridge the gaps between differing beliefs and perceptions. My journey has taught me that embracing one's identity, regardless of societal judgment, is an act of courage and self-love. As I continue on this path of self-discovery and acceptance, I am reminded that my worth is not defined by the narrow-minded views of others. My hope is that one day, society will progress towards a more inclusive and understanding stance, where individuals like myself can live authentically without fear or discrimination.

There is no better way to start than by sharing one fact about me: I do not have cancer, but both my grandpa and grandma did. With a family history of cancer, this concerns me deeply. They passed away when I was twelve, and at that time, I didn't fully grasp the gravity of the situation. Nowadays, I understand the pain of watching my beloved family members suffer, and I see how a situation like that can be painful and have a lasting impact in someone's life. However, that's not the focus of my story yet. To be honest, I'm just a regular girl who is afraid of illness and death; I'm also an artist. It all began when my grandmother brought me to experience the vibrant Brazilian carnival and introduced me to the rich dance culture of our homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My grandfather couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. In whatever way, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latina America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the art world, I aim to make a positive impact by introducing poetry to disadvantaged individuals who lack access to art in various countries, including my own. My goal is to spread happiness through my artistic abilities and contribute to a world filled with genuine emotions rather than superficiality and hopelessness. Art serves as a means of escape, providing solace to a troubled soul. I am committed to being a part of this constructive change in an increasingly digital age. During my college years, I plan to fulfill all requirements by participating in concert auditions and honing my skills as a Latina artist in the United States; I am excited to share my culture with others and learn about theirs. My intention is to graduate in acting from (CCC) and then pursue further education by enrolling in a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). Following that, I hope to launch my career by performing in theaters in Chicago. I am cognizant of the obstacles in the entertainment industry, and my artistic journey is still unfolding. I may explore opportunities in television shows, or I may not, but I am resolute in my commitment to develop and utilize my talents to the fullest extent, aspiring to lead a life as an artist that brings joy to people, which I consider the most noble pursuit for an artist. Additionally, I aim to live fully, recognizing the value of every moment, as I have learned from the experiences of my family, particularly my grandparents who succumbed to cancer. I am thankful for their presence in my life and treasure the wisdom they imparted.

My journey as an artist began many years ago, when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latin America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a Latina artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). After that I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an artist is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist. I am confident in my ability to succeed because I have devoted my life to preparation. I believe that success in life is primarily about what we can contribute to others and ourselves, so I prioritize cultivating strong relationships with my family, friends, and community, always approaching situations with respect and a willingness to assist others. I also remain committed to my goals and dreams, as I am resolute in maximizing this special opportunity in life. My ultimate aim is to live a fulfilling life, both in my career and personal. Thank you for your time, and I look forward to demonstrating the truth of my words in contributing to a better world through the art industry.

My love for the music industry has been growing steadily since my early years. It all started when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latina America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a Latina artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). After that I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an artist is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist. As an actress with a passion for storytelling. Ultimately, my aspiration to study screenwriting for films is rooted in my fervent desire to contribute meaningfully to the art of cinematic storytelling. I am eager to immerse myself in this creative discipline, honing my skills as a writer while maintaining my passion for acting. The prospect of bringing impactful stories to life through the marriage of writing and performance is something that deeply resonates with me, and I would be glad and happy to maybe one day pursue this path with unwavering dedication and enthusiasm. . The person who inspires me the most in the world is definitely my mom. She is an engineer, and even though I don't want to pursue a career in this field, she saves lives every day and takes care of many people, including me and our family. She has the most amazing heart, always supporting me and those around us. I consider her a hero because she is my mom, who fought to take care of me as a baby almost entirely on her own after my father left us. Growing up, I felt inadequate to him, but over time, I came to understand that I was more than enough for my mom, and that is what truly counts. She always put effort into my education and wished the best for me. I hope I can give her everything she gives to me nowadays. She is my world.

Throughout my academic journey, I have continuously sought to challenge myself in various ways, both inside and outside the classroom. As a dedicated student, I have consistently engaged in academic pursuits, participated in extracurricular activities, and even earned recognition as the best class coordinator at my school. However, amidst these achievements, I encountered profound personal challenges that tested my resilience and determination. Amidst my academic pursuits, however, I encountered a significant personal challenge that profoundly impacted me. Struggling with friendship issues and facing hurtful rumors and lies spread by some people whom I once considered friends took a toll on my emotional well-being. The distress caused by these experiences led me to endure a period of profound sadness and vulnerability, nearly leading to a state of depression that persisted for an entire semester. While the scars of those experiences have not entirely faded, I made a conscious decision to move forward. Moving on was not easy; it required immense strength and courage. However, it was an essential step towards reclaiming my emotional well-being and reasserting control over my life. In conclusion, my academic journey has been characterized by a continuous pursuit of personal and intellectual growth. Challenging myself academically has not only involved excelling in traditional educational settings but also navigating through personal trials that tested my resilience and determination. Through these experiences, I have developed a deeper understanding of the importance of perseverance, self-care, and the enduring value of moving forward despite adversity.

My love for the music industry has been growing steadily since my early years. It all started when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latin America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a bisexual Latina artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an actress and singer is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people around the globe from all ethnicities and cultures, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist.

Lately, I've been pondering and immersing myself in the book "It Ends With Us" by Colleen Hoover, a poignant novel that explores the intricacies of love, strength, and the pattern of abuse. The narrative centers around Lily Bloom, a woman grappling with challenging decisions and confronting her past while navigating a complex relationship with Ryle Kincaid. The book explores the impact of domestic violence and the emotional turmoil it inflicts on the victims. Through Lily's experiences, I felt myself invited to a raw and honest portrayal of the challenges faced by those in abusive relationships. Having witnessed my grandmother go through a similar ordeal, I deeply empathize with the protagonist. The author adeptly conveys Lily's inner turmoil and emotional struggles, creating a narrative that resonates with readers like me on a personal level.Lily's story offers a candid and authentic look at the struggles endured by individuals in abusive relationships. One of the most compelling aspects of "It Ends With Us" is its exploration of the cycle of abuse and how it can perpetuate through generations. The novel provides a poignant insight into the complexities of breaking free from such patterns and finding the strength to create a different future. It sheds light on the difficult decisions and emotional struggles that individuals in abusive situations face, adding depth and authenticity to the narrative. Furthermore, Colleen Hoover's writing style is captivating, drawing readers into Lily's world and evoking a range of emotions. Her ability to infuse the story with both heart-wrenching moments and hopeful resilience makes "It Ends With Us" a deeply impactful read. The book's narrative is compelling, thought-provoking, and ultimately empowering as it addresses important themes such as self-worth, forgiveness, and personal growth. I have found solace and validation in seeing my family's historic struggles reflected in the story of Lily Bloom, the protagonist of the novel. The book has provided a sense of understanding and empathy for those who have experienced or witnessed abusive relationships, fostering a supportive community where people can share their stories and seek help. If the book was written in 1986, my grandmother would probably have had the strength to change her life, since the book has been instrumental in raising awareness about the impact of domestic violence and the importance of supporting survivors. It has encouraged open discussions about seeking help, breaking the cycle of abuse, and finding the strength to create a better future. Overall, "It Ends With Us" is a poignant and thought-provoking novel that offers a powerful exploration of love, resilience, and the complexities of abusive relationships. Through its compelling narrative and well-developed characters, Colleen Hoover delivers an emotionally resonant story that stays with readers long after they've turned the final page. My favorite book ever.

My love for the music industry has been growing steadily since my early years. It all started when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latin America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I´m determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a Latina artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). After that I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an artist is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist. I am confident in my ability to succeed because I have devoted my life to preparation. I believe that success in life is primarily about what we can contribute to others and ourselves, so I prioritize cultivating strong relationships with my family, friends, and community, always approaching situations with respect and a willingness to assist others. I also remain committed to my goals and dreams, as I am resolute in maximizing this special opportunity in life. My ultimate aim is to live a fulfilling life, both in my career and personal. Thank you for your time, and I look forward to demonstrating the truth of my words in contributing to a better world through the art industry.

My love for the music industry has been growing steadily since my early years. It all started when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latin America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a Latina artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an artist is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist. I am confident in my ability to succeed because I have devoted my life to preparation. I believe that success in life is primarily about what we can contribute to others and ourselves, so I prioritize cultivating strong relationships with my family, friends, and community, always approaching situations with respect and a willingness to assist others. I also remain committed to my goals and dreams, as I am resolute in maximizing this special opportunity in life. My ultimate aim is to live a fulfilling life, both in my career and personal. Thank you for your time, and I look forward to demonstrating the truth of my words in contributing to a better world through the art industry.

My love for the music industry has been growing steadily since my early years. It all started when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latin America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a Latina artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an artist is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist. I believe that this scholarship will support my academic journey and provide a platform for my voice to be heard. Coming from a non-privileged background in an unjust world to a black woman, I have always sought scholarships to pursue my dreams and turn them into reality. Despite the challenges I face, I made a promise to myself when I was younger to proudly declare "I DID IT" in front of a crowd in the city of Chicago, and I am determined to make that promise a reality. Thank you, and I eagerly anticipate demonstrating the truth of my words by contributing to a better world through the art industry.

My love for the music industry has been growing steadily since my early years. It all started when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latin America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a Hispanic artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an artist is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist. I believe that this scholarship will support my academic journey and provide a platform for my voice to be heard. Coming from a non-privileged background in an unjust world, I have always sought scholarships to pursue my dreams and turn them into reality. Despite the challenges I face, I made a promise to myself when I was younger to proudly declare "I DID IT" in front of a crowd in the US when I graduate, and I am determined to make that promise a reality. Thank you, and I eagerly anticipate demonstrating the truth of my words by contributing to a better world through the art industry.

My love for the music industry has been growing steadily since my early years. It all started when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latin America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a Latina artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an artist is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist. I am confident in my ability to succeed because I have devoted my life to preparation. I believe that success in life is primarily about what we can contribute to others and ourselves, so I prioritize cultivating strong relationships with my family, friends, and community, always approaching situations with respect and a willingness to assist others. I also remain committed to my goals and dreams, as I am resolute in maximizing this special opportunity in life. My ultimate aim is to live a fulfilling life, both in my career and personal. Thank you for your time, and I look forward to demonstrating the truth of my words in contributing to a better world through the art industry.

My love for the music industry has been growing steadily since my early years. It all started when my mother took me to experience Brazilian carnaval and introduced me to the dance culture of my homeland. I can still vividly recall that rainy day when everyone was dancing and splashing in the water, completely absorbed in the moment; we were carefree and lost in the music. That experience inspired me to pursue my passion and create my own art. I began taking theater and dance classes in my city, but unfortunately had to stop due to financial constraints. My mother couldn't afford both the bills and my dreams simultaneously. However, I was determined to make a change, so I applied for scholarships at the most prestigious dance school in Latin America. After auditioning, I was fortunate to receive a 100% scholarship! Soon enough, I found myself commuting daily on crowded trains to dance alongside renowned Brazilian dancers, learning from professional singers who believed in me, and relishing the thrill of performing on stage. In my senior year, I realized my aspiration to become a professional in dancing, acting, and singing. I utilized my talents to connect with people from all walks of life, immersing myself in the diverse world around me. While I am aware of my limitations and the potential of my poetry, Columbia College selected me, and I chose it to be more than just a statistical artist but a soul striving to make a lasting impact on the world. In the realm of art, I believe I can make a significant difference by introducing poetry to underprivileged people who lack access to art in many countries, including my own. I dream of spreading joy through my skills and contributing to a world filled with good feelings rather than superficiality and despair. Art serves as a form of escape, like a healing balm for a wounded soul. I am determined to be a part of this positive change in an increasingly digital era. In college, I intend to meet all requirements by participating in auditions for concerts and enhancing my skills and talents as a Latina artist in the US; I am eager to share my culture with others and to learn about theirs. My plan is to graduate in acting at (CCC) and then further my education by attending a two-year music program at New York University (NYU). I aspire to kickstart my career by performing in Chicago theaters. I am aware of the challenges in this industry, and the path of my life as an artist is still unwritten. Perhaps I will venture into TV programs, or maybe not, but I am determined to study and maximize my talents to the fullest, as I aspire to lead a life as an artist that brings happiness to people, which I believe is the most noble pursuit for an artist. I am confident in my ability to succeed because I have devoted my life to preparation. I believe that success in life is primarily about what we can contribute to others and ourselves, so I prioritize cultivating strong relationships with my family, friends, and community, always approaching situations with respect and a willingness to assist others. I also remain committed to my goals and dreams, as I am resolute in maximizing this special opportunity in life. My ultimate aim is to live a fulfilling life, both in my career and personal. Thank you for your time, and I look forward to demonstrating the truth of my words in contributing to a better world through the art industry.

In the past few days, I have been thinking: why is it so difficult to write simple words? Perhaps because discussing myself is more challenging than writing about characters, those characters I portray or invent. I can sit on the couch with my cellphone and craft stories about any characters I desire, soaring above their lives. It's ironic because I should know myself better than anyone. Maybe I do, or maybe it's just challenging to write when all I want is to feel tears streaming down my cheeks due to the inner weariness I experience. I can share laughter with friends, living my life freely, but when I retreat to the solitude of my room, something feels amiss. Those moments of laughter with friends feel off, not as they should be, and even my own name seems devoid of significance. I tend to overthink things, always questioning the path laid out for me as if it's not my true destiny. This realization has empowered me to change anything I desire, including my own name. I frequently choose to rename myself because I struggle to find my true identity in the name I was given. Reflecting on this, I find it liberating to have the opportunity to embody different characters, as it's often easier to assume a new persona than to navigate life without a clear script. In many ways, I feel like I am constantly playing a role. It's comforting to escape into the realm of imagination, where there are no rules and I can create any story I wish, becoming anyone I choose. Exploring these roles allows me to delve into a world of thoughts and emotions, gaining insight into myself and others. Through this introspection, I have come to realize that I am a complex blend of aspirations, dreams, and determination, as well as my flaws, which ultimately make me human. Embracing my imperfections and acknowledging the messy parts of myself has been a journey of self-discovery. I am a work in progress, constantly evolving and learning more about who I truly am. Despite my tendency to overthink, I am learning to embrace the uncertainty and find ways to live authentically as the person I assume I am. On a final note, I have come to realize that throughout my life, I have been a flexible individual. I see myself as a bridge, connecting different aspects of my mysterious life and embracing change every day. This ability allows me to express creativity, share ideas, voice opinions, and perceive the world in new ways. Simultaneously, I am filled with emotions that urge me to be authentic and deserving. I aspire to live more fully, seeking new experiences, despite the challenges faced by a Latina black artist trying to showcase their work to the world. I once heard that making history involves living intensely, persevering even in times of adversity. For me, giving up on my aspirations would diminish the essence of life. In my undergraduate studies, I hope to share my art with others and celebrate their talents. Additionally, I aim to support individuals from underprivileged backgrounds, like myself, in pursuing higher education and encourage them to believe in their potential. My goal is to make a positive impact on the world in which I reside. Life has granted me a single opportunity to set things right, to confront and overcome the internal struggles within me. I am determined to face my weaknesses courageously, as they are a part of me, driving my desire to make a difference in the world, my world.

In the past few days, I have been pondering: why is it so difficult to write simple words? Perhaps because discussing myself is more challenging than writing about characters, those characters I portray or invent. I can sit on the couch with my cellphone and craft stories about any characters I desire, soaring above their lives. It's ironic because I should know myself better than anyone. Maybe I do, or maybe it's just challenging to write when all I want is to feel tears streaming down my cheeks due to the inner weariness I experience. I can share laughter with friends, living my life freely, but when I retreat to the solitude of my room, something feels amiss. Those moments of laughter with friends feel off, not as they should be, and even my own name seems devoid of significance. I tend to overthink things, always questioning the path laid out for me as if it's not my true destiny. This realization has empowered me to change anything I desire, including my own name. I frequently choose to rename myself because I struggle to find my true identity in the name I was given. Reflecting on this, I find it liberating to have the opportunity to embody different characters, as it's often easier to assume a new persona than to navigate life without a clear script. In many ways, I feel like I am constantly playing a role. It's comforting to escape into the realm of imagination, where there are no rules and I can create any story I wish, becoming anyone I choose. Exploring these roles allows me to delve into a world of thoughts and emotions, gaining insight into myself and others. Through this introspection, I have come to realize that I am a complex blend of aspirations, dreams, and determination, as well as my flaws, which ultimately make me human. Embracing my imperfections and acknowledging the messy parts of myself has been a journey of self-discovery. I am a work in progress, constantly evolving and learning more about who I truly am. Despite my tendency to overthink, I am learning to embrace the uncertainty and find ways to live authentically as the person I assume I am. On a final note, I have come to realize that throughout my life, I have been a flexible individual. I see myself as a bridge, connecting different aspects of my mysterious life and embracing change every day. This ability allows me to express creativity, share ideas, voice opinions, and perceive the world in new ways. Simultaneously, I am filled with emotions that urge me to be authentic and deserving. I aspire to live more fully, seeking new experiences, despite the challenges faced by a Latina black artist trying to showcase their work to the world. I once heard that making history involves living intensely, persevering even in times of adversity. For me, giving up on my aspirations would diminish the essence of life. In my undergraduate studies, I hope to share my art with others and celebrate their talents. Additionally, I aim to support individuals from underprivileged backgrounds, like myself, in pursuing higher education and encourage them to believe in their potential. My goal is to make a positive impact on the world in which I reside. Life has granted me a single opportunity to set things right, to confront and overcome the internal struggles within me. I am determined to face my weaknesses courageously, as they are a part of me, driving my desire to make a difference in the world, my world.

Why is it so hard to write simple words? Maybe because talking about me is harder than writing about characters,those characters I play or create. I can sit on the coach with my cellphone and write about any characters I want, flying on top of their lives, which is funny because I’m supposed to know myself better than anyone. Maybe I know, maybe it is just hard to write when I only wanna feel the tears rolling through my cheek by reason of the tiredness I feel inside. I can laugh with friends, I feel free to live my life as I want, but when I go into the silence of my room, I feel like something’s mistaken. Those laughs with friends seem wrong when they weren’t supposed to be, but everything, even my name seems out of meaning. I'm an overthinking person, always thinking otherwise because what was written for me it's not my destiny. Since then, it has established to me the power of changing everything I want, even my name. Every so often I rename myself because I couldn't find my identity in the title given to me. Reflecting on it, I'd like to put out of box the chance to be characters, mostly because assuming any other personality is easier than living a life without any script. When I think about it, I'm pretending everytime. It seems simple only to live in the imagination, a space with no rules, where I can invent a new story where I'm anything. Understanding my plays opens the world of thoughts and emotions. I'm often sick of this sort of knowledge, giving me the pleasure to study characters, people and somehow me. If I had to say the truth, working in my soul, maybe now I know who I am. I'm a collection of pretenses, dreams, and determination, but at the same time I took notice of my messy parts, which are those that make me a human. I'm a flawed person, and so are my plays. Always running in only one direction, a space to fill my why ́s. One for all wishing to stop thinking too much, but inventing a way to live the person I assume I am. I have to go into my soul to understand my "Why´s". Why am I here sitting on a chair reflecting about my existence? Maybe the answer will never be visible through my eyes. I have to think about my reasons, my choices, and obviously, which way to go. But always thinking, while time passes by my eyes. All my life I was put in different rooms alone, almost entirely because I have to deal with a missing father, who has left me, not giving space to be roommates and have the same conversations. By this I had my first action of art, which is abandonment, left behind by someone who barely knows my name. I discovered that making art by healing loneliness is a way to escape from everything, even from myself. I've learned how to make an agreement with that. I'm an artist, my poetry must come from somewhere differently, a place where only I have the key. Also having to play sizable characters that the public can feel empathy for. People need this sort of person, so they can escape from their reality, seeing a person who represents their loneliness easily. I can be so many in a thousand. But it was given to me a tiny space to be me. That's when none of my words make sense at all, and my thoughts destroy my whys.

Why is it so hard to write simple words? Maybe because talking about me is harder than writing about characters,those characters I play or create. I can sit on the coach with my cellphone and write about any characters I want, flying on top of their lives, which is funny because I’m supposed to know myself better than anyone. Maybe I know, maybe it is just hard to write when I only wanna feel the tears rolling through my cheek by reason of the tiredness I feel inside. I can laugh with friends, I feel free to live my life as I want, but when I go into the silence of my room, I feel like something’s mistaken. Those laughs with friends seem wrong when they weren’t supposed to be, but everything, even my name seems out of meaning.  I'm an overthinking person, always thinking otherwise because what was written for me it's not my destiny. Since then, it has established to me the power of changing everything I want, even my name. Every so often I rename myself because I couldn't find my identity in the title given to me. Reflecting on it, I'd like to put out of box the chance to be characters, mostly because assuming any other personality is easier than living a life without any script. When I think about it, I'm pretending everytime. It seems simple only to live in the imagination, a space with no rules, where I can invent a new story where I'm anything. Understanding my plays opens the world of thoughts and emotions. I'm often sick of this sort of knowledge, giving me the pleasure to study characters, people and somehow me. If I had to say the truth, working in my soul, maybe now I know who I am. I'm a collection of pretenses, dreams, and determination, but at the same time I took notice of my messy parts, which are those that make me a human. I'm a flawed person, and so are my plays. Always running in only one direction, a space to fill my why ́s. One for all wishing to stop thinking too much, but inventing a way to live the person I assume I am. I have to go into my soul to understand my "Why´s". Why am I here sitting on a chair reflecting about my existence? Maybe the answer will never be visible through my eyes. I have to think about my reasons, my choices, and obviously, which way to go. But always thinking, while time passes by my eyes. All my life I was put in different rooms alone, almost entirely because I have to deal with a missing father, who has left me, not giving space to be roommates and have the same conversations. By this I had my first action of art, which is abandonment, left behind by someone who barely knows my name. I discovered that making art by healing loneliness is a way to escape from everything, even from myself. I've learned how to make an agreement with that. I'm an artist, my poetry must come from somewhere differently, a place where only I have the key. Also having to play sizable characters that the public can feel empathy for. People need this sort of person, so they can escape from their reality, seeing a person who represents their loneliness easily. I can be so many in a thousand. But it was given to me a tiny space to be me. That's when none of my words make sense at all, and my thoughts destroy my whys.