During my childhood, I was a joyful child with a vivid imagination for writing fiction stories. I worked on honing my writing skills and looked after my family, who were always there for me. Our Christmases were spent as delightful family reunions with my parents, brother, and sister. I cherished attending church to share God's word. The gifts mattered less to me than the precious moments with family and friends. My sister and I would visit the zoo to observe the animals; I even touched various wild creatures, capturing photos and speaking to them. I do care about my family.