Who knew I was going to be the first generation to graduate from my family. I had so much excitement inside, due to the fact that my older sister was coming to a finish with her high school life. The year when she was about to graduate my family had stumbled across a problem with my sister. Consequently, she was never able to fully complete that milestone. Most of my family blamed it on my parents when they actually had no input with the situation. They thought I was next to be a dropout, but my mom pushed me to be a hard-worker and slide through my families negativity. I felt like I had high expectations I needed to reach so my family could actually notice that I had interest in school. My cousin’s family from my mom's side were supportive
