The Start of New Beginnings
This topic reflects back to when I was a kid coming up to my young adulthood now. I personally like telling my story because it helps me grow as a person and mature as a young female that I am. Part of this story is going to talk about when my life started, which was 2013, and how it’s going now in 2024. My life360 centers on my family problems, moving from city to city, transferring to new schools, how I met new people and made new friends, me getting bullied, me trying and almost getting addicted to drugs, me overthinking plus having anxiety, and so much more. Me being willing to talk about all the things that happened in my life may help others as well. My story will be in chapters because of how much I went through growing up but how my family and I got through it. I’ll be interviewing as I’m writing my story, too, so this will be a lot like a documentary.
The Start of Domenicia’s Childhood
Chapter 1
People say Domenicia is a very unique name but growing up since I was a preteen, I never saw my name as unique or pretty because I always thought it was normal. So hearing people that I never saw and met before say my name is unique, pretty, beautiful, catchy, and/or gorgeous makes me feel Different in a good way.
The reason why I say it makes me feel Different is because you hear a lot of people who have the same name. Sometimes these names have the same meaning behind them, but mine is different then everybody else’s. A lot of the time I ask myself, “Am I really different from others like people say I am?” but then I realize that I really am Different from everyone else like they say I am.
I look at myself everyday in the mirror and think to myself like, man, I’m a really outgoing person. Growing up brings back so many flashbacks of what I’ve been through because knowing that little girl she would’ve given up on herself, her family, her hopes, and her dreams. Starting from the age of three is where my gift started as a little girl: I started singing. I was living in a one bedroom, one bathroom studio with my mom and dad, and my mom was recording me singing a song by R Kelly called “When a Woman’s Love”. Being three years old singing a song word for word showed how smart I was; I never knew I could sing that well until I re-watched the video myself. Every time I would watch myself sing on YouTube, I would cry so peacefully because I knew deep down inside that little me was so innocent and she didn’t have to worry about anything or anyone hurting her little heart. That three year old girl made me wanna hug her so tight and let her know that everything was gonna be okay and that I was gonna make that little girl something in life. I was gonna make that three year year old proud on the stage with her all her degrees or on the stage singing her heart out to the world while everyone cheered and screamed her name, “Domenicia”.
From the ages of 3-6 years old, I lived above my granny in a two bedroom one bathroom apartment in Melrose Park. I was playing with my dolls and toys at the time and I can remember my mom and dad asking me to come into the living room because they had some big news to tell me. So I’m excited because I’m thinking I’m getting new toys, candy, some money, food, a dog, or that we’re going out, but instead of all those things, they had told me something else. My mind was blown when I was told I was going to have a little brother. I wasn’t really shocked about it because I was young and I really didn’t understand, but I was mostly like “yay”. This is when a special moment and bond started.
October 25, 2013, at 11:44 pm is when my baby brother, Jr., was brought into the world. Of course I wasn’t there when my mom was giving birth, but when she got through they pulled me and dad to the room to see her and my baby brother. As I walked into the room, I felt my heart racing fast because this was the first time I saw my baby brother instead of my baby brother being in my mom’s stomach. The feeling you get when knowing you are going to see a baby is magical. As soon as I saw my brother I instantly started crying because he looked so handsome & adorable being in my mom’s arm drinking his baby bottle and being the most amazing baby in the world. My mom told me that I was gonna be the first one to hold my baby brother because she wanted our spirits to bond with each other and she wanted him to see who I am and what I feel like. When I held my baby brother, I felt light in the body and so at peace with myself at the age of 6 years old. My brother made me feel special and safe knowing that he was brought into the world. He smiled at me while drinking his bottle and we were making eye contact with each other as I was holding him. He stopped drinking his baby bottle to place his tiny little hands on my finger and held it while going to sleep in my arm. In that moment I knew I didn’t wanna leave him or let him go because I wanted him to know that everything was gonna be okay and I was never gonna leave him. Me looking at him made me have flashbacks to when I saw myself being that three year old little girl singing to the world with my parents letting me know that this is really me singing.
