I grew up in extreme poverty, my parents and I lived in a shack and everyday we worried about where our next meal would come from. Despite our situation my parents worked hard and ensured I got my education. I was always made fun of because of where I lived by my peers but I never let that deter me. From a young age I began to work to help my parents as they could barely afford the basic necessities. I worked and balanced school at the same time. Then tragedy struck and I lost my dad, I had to stop pursuing my degree to work full time to take care of my mother. All my savings, the little I had managed to put aside was soon depleted as my mother found out she had late stage renal failure, paying for dialysis and medication was not easy for a teenager. I had to borrow money and work extra hours everyday just to be able to get by.