I was born to be a child that planted seeds of happiness in whoever I met, so my parents have told me. I don't think I have ever had the leading role in this play. I've never been that girl who everyone fawns over with the spot light shining on her all the time. I was meant to help others like the backstage hands. My biggest accomplishment was teaching my mom how to laugh at herself. She has always been that busy workaholic type. At this point in my life, it is only Act III Scene II and there hasn't been a visible plot yet. My soul is chameleon, and it is indecisive as to what color it should be. My ideas of what I want to give to this world change all the time. But soon if I don't pick, I will be thrown into a ****** without any heading. My most secret dream is to become a painter, but nobody has ever understood that part of me. When I paint, I lose all consciousness of the outside world and there is no incentive to paint besides the love ofΒ Β looking at a finished piece. Maybe one day I'll be a starving artist who gets a break and then I will get my spotlight on stage.