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What's My Story?


My dad was tragically taken from me back in 2010. I was young, but old enough to understand what was going on. My dad was killed by the Gardena police and my life hasn’t been the same ever since. I was a daddy’s girl ever since I could remember. His passing was definitely a traumatic experience for me and my siblings.


You know as a kid when you used to try and make yourself cry? The only thing that would ever make me cry, was thinking about my dad dying, and believe me those tears were very real! So the day that I got the news I was mad at everyone, because I couldn’t understand why anybody would think that it would be funny to play about my dad like that. And ironically, my mom was the one who told us, I didn't talk to her for a whole week, hell I didn't even want to go home. It took me years to come to terms with my dads death, because I always just felt like he was gone on a long vacation and we were just patiently waiting for him to get back. That time felt like forever, and it lasted for YEARS!! It also took me a long time to forgive all the parties involved in his death, and I remember the day that happened for me like it was yesterday. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. The older I got and the more I experienced life, I started to understand why things happened the way that they did, I began to put myself into other people's shoes so that I could have a better understanding on why they reacted the way that they did.

Now it’s been 13 years since his passing, and I know that I wouldn’t be the person I am today if I had not been through all that I’ve been through. So for that I am grateful. I always believe things happen for a reason even if you may not understand why in that moment.



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