My Interesting Yet Amazing Life Story!
My name is Elijah Sanchez as you can see above. I am a senior in high school and the last four years of my life have been the worst but also amazing times of my life. I will never forget Lindsay High and my heart will always be here. I was born on April 30, 1998 here at the Lindsay District Hospital. I have 4 brothers and 4 sisters. As you can tell we are a huge family. My mother’s name is Amelia and my father’s name is Javier. We have lived in and out of Lindsay since I was born. We have moved to Bakersfield and Porterville. I started coming to school here when I was in about 4th grade and I haven’t moved nor haven’t switched schools since. My brothers and I like all other families fight and argue a lot but we also have those times where we get along very well. My parents unfortunately separated when I was about 6 or 7 years old. My dad left to Delano and we had no communication with him. We didn’t know where he was at or how he was doing.
Three years later I was at my grandmother's (my dad’s mother) house and she told me he was coming. At first I was nervous and had no idea what to do or what to say or even if i would remember what he would look like. When I saw him I felt a little weird because I was young when he left and really didn’t know much about him. All I remember was that he was abusive and a drunk and that’s how my mom would describe him. After a couple years of going and coming back from his house I saw that he had changed and that’s when I knew maybe people can change no matter how bad they were. My mom still spoke and speaks about him in a negative way but it doesn’t matter to me because I know he has changed. My mother wasn’t always there due to her working a lot and when she home she would just sleep or watch t.v and we wouldn’t get that much attention from her. We would be locked in the house most of the time because we lived by my grandma (her mother) and we would go over there and make a mess and my grandpa got tired of it so he would go to my mom and yell at her so she just kept us in. Since my mother was the only one bringing in money we wouldn’t really able to buy things when we wanted them but my mother would try her best. It was very hard growing up in a low-income home.
I have had some tough times feeling lonely because of my dad being gone and my mom always working and so we started to adjust to it and after a while it got normal. I never seen it as being hard though I never seen the psychological side of not having a parent until my teenage years. I started feeling depressed and as if no one was there for me and just feel lonely. I did believe that there was a God though but I didn’t really understand how to actually pray or speak to Him. So I didn’t really feel as if anyone was there I didn’t feel His love nor anyone else's love even though they kept telling me “Oh your family loves you they just don’t know how to show it but just know they do” or “Jesus loves you and His love is all you need” even though I didn’t feel the love from either one. As I got into high school it got worse until it got to the point where I was suicidal and didn’t even have the strength to do anything not even get out of bed sometimes. I tried going to a psychologist but the “whatever you say stays between us” is a lie not that I said anything because I really just kept things to myself and even though I was suicidal I didn’t even try. I would cut myself a lot every time I was sad or angry I would start punching stuff and yelling.
By the time I got into my junior year everything changed. I got the motivation to finish what I start and not give up so fast. I have changed from this angry person that hated everything and everyone to this person who loves anyone he meets whether or not I know them. I went to 0% of motivation to someone who won’t let anyone nor anything get him down. I feel like I have a new life and a new hope. I have found out that we all go through struggles and we are not alone because there is a God who loves and cares for each one of us. He has brought me out of the depression and darkness that surrounded me.
I have so many plans for my future. I want to go to a discipleship college in Visalia called Foundations. I want to follow Jesus and what He has in store for me. I also want to be a doctor or work somewhere in the Medical Field. I love working with people and helping them get through their difficult situation. I want to inspire others to keep going on with their lives and remember that we can do all things through Christ. I am thinking about going to either Fresno State or Grand Canyon University after I finish at Foundations. I also want to travel the world and see every part of the world and see how my services can be needed. I love helping people and that’s my goal in life to help the poor and needy.
My name is Elijah Sanchez as you can see above. I am a senior in high school and the last four years of my life have been the worst but also amazing times of my life. I will never forget Lindsay High and my heart will always be here. I was born on April 30, 1998 here at the Lindsay District Hospital. I have 4 brothers and 4 sisters. As you can tell we are a huge family. My mother’s name is Amelia and my father’s name is Javier. We have lived in and out of Lindsay since I was born. We have moved to Bakersfield and Porterville. I started coming to school here when I was in about 4th grade and I haven’t moved nor haven’t switched schools since. My brothers and I like all other families fight and argue a lot but we also have those times where we get along very well. My parents unfortunately separated when I was about 6 or 7 years old. My dad left to Delano and we had no communication with him. We didn’t know where he was at or how he was doing.
Three years later I was at my grandmother's (my dad’s mother) house and she told me he was coming. At first I was nervous and had no idea what to do or what to say or even if i would remember what he would look like. When I saw him I felt a little weird because I was young when he left and really didn’t know much about him. All I remember was that he was abusive and a drunk and that’s how my mom would describe him. After a couple years of going and coming back from his house I saw that he had changed and that’s when I knew maybe people can change no matter how bad they were. My mom still spoke and speaks about him in a negative way but it doesn’t matter to me because I know he has changed. My mother wasn’t always there due to her working a lot and when she home she would just sleep or watch t.v and we wouldn’t get that much attention from her. We would be locked in the house most of the time because we lived by my grandma (her mother) and we would go over there and make a mess and my grandpa got tired of it so he would go to my mom and yell at her so she just kept us in. Since my mother was the only one bringing in money we wouldn’t really able to buy things when we wanted them but my mother would try her best. It was very hard growing up in a low-income home.
I have had some tough times feeling lonely because of my dad being gone and my mom always working and so we started to adjust to it and after a while it got normal. I never seen it as being hard though I never seen the psychological side of not having a parent until my teenage years. I started feeling depressed and as if no one was there for me and just feel lonely. I did believe that there was a God though but I didn’t really understand how to actually pray or speak to Him. So I didn’t really feel as if anyone was there I didn’t feel His love nor anyone else's love even though they kept telling me “Oh your family loves you they just don’t know how to show it but just know they do” or “Jesus loves you and His love is all you need” even though I didn’t feel the love from either one. As I got into high school it got worse until it got to the point where I was suicidal and didn’t even have the strength to do anything not even get out of bed sometimes. I tried going to a psychologist but the “whatever you say stays between us” is a lie not that I said anything because I really just kept things to myself and even though I was suicidal I didn’t even try. I would cut myself a lot every time I was sad or angry I would start punching stuff and yelling.
By the time I got into my junior year everything changed. I got the motivation to finish what I start and not give up so fast. I have changed from this angry person that hated everything and everyone to this person who loves anyone he meets whether or not I know them. I went to 0% of motivation to someone who won’t let anyone nor anything get him down. I feel like I have a new life and a new hope. I have found out that we all go through struggles and we are not alone because there is a God who loves and cares for each one of us. He has brought me out of the depression and darkness that surrounded me.
I have so many plans for my future. I want to go to a discipleship college in Visalia called Foundations. I want to follow Jesus and what He has in store for me. I also want to be a doctor or work somewhere in the Medical Field. I love working with people and helping them get through their difficult situation. I want to inspire others to keep going on with their lives and remember that we can do all things through Christ. I am thinking about going to either Fresno State or Grand Canyon University after I finish at Foundations. I also want to travel the world and see every part of the world and see how my services can be needed. I love helping people and that’s my goal in life to help the poor and needy.