ABOVE All

I wish everything could change, everything would be as earlier, but reality gains always when dreams get in. Tiara frost is my name. I was just 8years old when my family broke into pieces and oblige me to survive alone. Everybody said I was too mature for my age surely is true cause I didn't react normally when this tragedy happened. Instead of crying, lamenting myself, I instead hate and got into me great anger for my mother who was the only responsible for our situation right now. My mother was in my room preparing my luggage for us to go by shouting and insulting my father about all sorts of things. I knew it was once more because he got drunk, but this time around it was more serious than ever. I was just looking at them, trying to understand why it should be always like that, why could they not be a little bit of diplomacy in this house for once. I was wondering! My mother took my hand and dragged me with our luggage outside, my father was trying to please mum, unfortunately with no result. I felt pity for my father since my father was the only person at home with whom I felt good and comfortable. Seeing him drunk, ready to fall on his knees in front of my ruthless mother angered me. She doesn't have mercy for him right now. She crosses my father while hanging my hand and dragging me to the room of my junior brother Andrew, he was just 2years old but she didn't care about the fact that she would separate a child from his father. She carried my junior brother and asked me to follow her. At that moment I had a choice since she asked me, I look at my father lamenting on the floor, realizing all that is happening right now. He is my dearest father and I love him so much, I can't simply go like that. On the other side, there is my junior brother, I have to take care of him...but if he stays here am not sure he will be comfortable, he is too young to be separated from his mother. I can take care of my father, I mean... Look for jobs for us to survive. It doesn't matter if I leave away from my studies if it can help us, why not? My mother is waiting for me to come forward to her, but I don't need her anymore, she just trying to run away from her responsibilities, that all! ". No mum... Am staying here with my dad, you can go. We don't need you anymore." I said while taking my luggage beside her and trying to get my father up. I wipe his tears and try to calm him. " then stay here and consider that you aren't my daughter anymore." She said before taking all her belonging and moving out with my junior brother. It would be normal to cry when hearing these words but no...no need is my decision. I love my mother but right now she broke me and because of her love isn't a matter for me. I was too young to think like that but I kept in mind that when the love you have for your mother is been broken then none need to love again especially when hatred replace it From that day, I and my father tried to survive as much as possible. I stopped schooling and started to sell small things on the road like my toys and the rest. My father decides one day to go to an alcoholic hospital to treat himself. He left me in an orphanage directed by my aunt who is a nun. The orphanage had a primary and secondary school here in Oklahoma. I found my best friend Ivy a little Philippine girl older than me. I started growing all around...I mean I was at the stage of puberty, I then decided to change my style and start dressing like a tomboy and if possible acting as such. I had objectives and to realize them, I had to run away and avoid distraction. No boy was supposed to date me, that was my principle. At the age of 9, I found myself loving and adoring music and I decided to make this talent a realized dream one day. This was my first objective. I started sharing my passion for music in the orphanage by singing and composing songs for xmass. Until I had a sickness who attacked my cords voice, I had dysphonia who attack my voice for one month, and each time I had to sing I fell into a bad cough. Since then I was afraid to sing anymore because of all that happens even when my treatment was over but I was still focus on music. Ivy went from the orphanage after finishing her secondary studies with the deception of never been adopted. When I also finish my secondary studies my aunt proposed to write for a scholarship competition at the University of Music in Los Angeles. I did it with pleasure and finally had the scholarship with the objective of realizing my dreams, one day be with my father and thanking my aunt for all that she did for me. Unfortunately, when I had finished the level of scholarship which lasted for 2years, I could not finish my studies because of a lack of finance. I had to stay in Los Angeles to gain my life in the Mexico District, in that district, there were mostly Mexicans. So I named it like that. I loved giving surnames. I started adapting and even had an internet friend who proposed me to move to Toronto for a job after I had applied for many jobs here in Los Angeles, I accepted with pleasure and started saving more and more to go there. After a week of saving, I was finally ready to go when my dearest friend Ivy contact me and I contact me to come to Toronto... Hope you loved the prologue of Above All??