I was born in Texas and came from a large family: I am the oldest of many siblings. I am not going to lie, I had it hard during my childhood years. Days back then were a pain for my sisters and I, so those memories are buried deep in the back of my mind. But not all of them. Some of the memories I keep present, because even though I was suffering, those were the ones that made me strong enough during that time to face life. That was until CPS intervened.


Because we were a large family, some of my younger siblings were separated and adopted by good families. Though I was glad we were not going to suffer anymore, the shock of being away from the rest of my siblings didn't sink in until many months later. Today, when my siblings and I get together, we talk about the things that happened in the past. We decide to remember the good times, because those are the ones that bring smiles to our faces.


We even laugh uncontrollably at the things my sisters and I did, like going into the woods, cutting down a small tree, and dragging it back to the house. A small creek ran by the trailer we lived in, so we had to build a bridge using tree branches. That didn't work. The bridge broke under my weight as I was crossing, and I fell into the creek anyway. Did I mention that it was freezing? We went through all that trouble to have a Christmas tree. Yes, we had a bare small tree with no decorations propped against the wall in our house, but we were proud of it. What the heck did we know? I was only twelve at the time.


It was a big adjustment for me during my teen years. My environment had changed, and suddenly I discovered that there was more to life than hard work. I was amazed at the littlest things, like going to the movies; that was an interesting experience for me. Or how about eating in a fast-food restaurant for the first time?
A therapist had to visit the high school I was attending. It was painstaking for me. I always thought, who would want to talk about the bad things that happened to them? So I avoided it at all cost, even hiding in the school bathroom or the auditorium. 
That was then. Now I understand that you need it, especially after going through traumatic experiences.

"Live life in peace like there is no tomorrow. . .

without deceit, without hate, without envy."

- C. J. Davidson

After I turned eighteen, I ran to  El Paso, TX., thinking I was grown. My plan was to go to college there, get a place to live, get a car, find a job, etc. However, I didn't consider the amount of money it would take to make that happen. I quickly ran out of my savings and became homeless. I was able to collect seventy-five dollars so I could get a bus ticket to a town where I knew two of my sisters  resided. I was thinking we could rent a place together, but they were still in foster care. That didn't matter to me. I  was happy to have at least some family in the same city.  Finally, I educated myself on how to enroll in college and was able to get a full time job.

"Treasure the good moments like gold...

you don't know how long they will last."

- C. J. Davidson

After I graduated with my two-year college degree, I went on to Texas A&M University. I decided on two majors: criminal justice and accounting. It was during this time I got offered a position at a financial institution, so I dropped down to a part-time student. I still keep an open mind to go back and get my degrees, but my current position at work requires a lot of time.


I started writing at the age of fourteen. My writing ranged from poems to short stories. I wrote A Daughter's Curse: The Queen of Water's Forbidden Love during the summer of 2014. The story was an idea that I had since I was a thirteen. I used to daydream a lot, make up stories in my mind, imagining what was going to happen to the characters. I probably used imagination to escape my own reality. Imagination is a powerful thing.
The book was finished in four months. I used the available resources at the university, such as the writing center, to improve my writing. The story was finished, but I wasn't able to touch it for a whole year, due to health issues. It wasn't until the middle of 2016 when I turned my eyes to the finished manuscript. I was very na├»ve about the publishing industry. I didn't know that editing was going to take a lot of time. I kept making changes to the story, and I wasn't satisfied with it until this year.

"Don't wait until tomorrow to act on your plans, your dreams, your goals...

It may be too late . . . start today."

- C. J. Davidson


Today, I am married and have children. I work as Branch Manager at a financial institution. I couldn't be happier with what I have accomplished so far.


My next step is to somehow help those affected by domestic violence. What hurts the most, is when children are in the middle of it. It is my belief that no one should have to feel unsafe, living life on the edge, wondering when they are going to get hurt. Sleeping with one eye open is the worst feeling in the world. Fear that catches in your throat paralyzes your whole body. Living life like that hurts and it comes with consequences. I know.

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