Looking back on this incident I realized how childish I was and the amount of the anguish I put on those around me because of my childish behavior. .
Another change that has occurred since my childhood is my belief in any religion. Staying with my grandmother, I was raised to be a devout Catholic. She insisted I say my prayers every morning and night. She forced me to become an alter server and spend my Saturday morning praying the rosary and fasting till twelve. For a long time I thought that Christianity was the only religion in the world. Then something happened that forced me to turn my back on all religions the world had to offer. On August 24, 1996, my grandmother was killed in an apparent murder incident. After I heard the news I completely revolted against any kind of religion that preached that your life would be better if you prayed to some kind of almighty spiritual being. I vowed never to step foot in any kind of church again, after her death. I would not even go to the funeral because it was held in a church. I paid my last respects to my grandmother on the morning before I left Spain. That morning I went to her grave and wept for hours that my incredibly devout grandmother was killed like a common dog; after all the years she spent praying for God to prolong her life. Since her death, I have pronounced myself an Atheist, believing in neither God nor man.
One last change that has drastically changed my life is my migration from one country to another. I was born in America, but my mother, knowing that she could not provide for me sent me to Spain to live with my mother. While in Spain I lived in Valencia, and attended a boarding school. I was able to adapt and learn the language in a relatively short period of time. However that all changed when I was thrust back into the American society when I was eleven. I was forced to adapt to the harsh realities of life in this country; and persevere to conform to social norms.