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About myself My name is Armando Rosales Jr. I am the son of Armando and Sylvia Rosales. I am also a twin. My twin sister is named Sylvia Rosales. As I was growing up I was really into sports and was always most valuable player (MVP), my goal at the time was to play in the Major Leagues. Unfortunately when I got to high school I was going to start baseball on the varsity team as a freshman, but before the season started I was in an ATV accident. I had severe head trauma, since that happened, I decided not to play, and I chose to do other things. Waking up from my accident a week and five days later, I didn’t know what had happened to me. Most of my immediate family was around me, my twin sister told me everything in detail and how it happened. I was shocked and couldn’t believe it, but I had to believe it. Doctors told my family I was not going to be the same. I had to learn how to eat, walk, add, Spanish, cursive pretty much everything. Once I got out of the hospital, I wasn’t allowed to go back to school because I wasn’t all there. I had a rough two years to finally get somewhat normal. What I didn’t learn after my accident was why you shouldn’t use drugs or alcohol. So being a teenager I started to smoke marijuana. Since I didn’t know better I was offered harder drugs and I thought to myself since I smoke weed why not smoke crack? When I was offered meth, and I said I smoke weed, crack why not smoke meth? During my teenage years I was lost, I did what I wanted and nobody stopped me. One day I came home from being gone for three days, my dad arrived shortly after I did; he was so upset it looked like he was ready to murder me. He put a gun to my head and I got so scared that I snapped out of it. I quit using all those drugs. The next few years were also difficult. I didn’t know what I wanted in life, and by not wanting to I had a precious son. Because of him, I decided to do something with my life. Now

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