I believe humor is the best medicine.

When I was younger, like six or seven, I was really depressed. It was just my mom and me. My dad had gone to prison when I was really little and I was always sad because I never got to see him. But when I just about turned seven, I'm pretty sure my mom brought her boyfriend named Jay to my house. Jay later became my step dad. He liked telling jokes and making me laugh. I remember for my seventh birthday, he got me world’s best jokes book. At first, I just tossed it aside and thought it was trash. But one night I got really sad and opened it up and found this funny, but really cheesy, joke. It started with, “There are two weathermen. They both broke one arm and one leg.” The punchline was something like, “They were worried about the forecasts.” like FOUR  CASTS you know, really cheesy, but that made me laugh. So, I told my mom the joke” and she laughed” and it made me happy. I believe in making others laugh and smiling with others.

Time skip in my life: let’s go three years, when I'm ten and just found out I got diagnosed with ADHD. My mom told me that it just meant I'm energetic and my brain works really fast. For some reason, even now I think it helps me react fast with funny jokes and gives me funny ideas. I know that's really dorky but, I believe in it. Another time skips, about one year. My dad finally comes back, yay! When he came back it was awkward but I remember him asking me what I wanna be, and for some reason I said,“I wanna do stand up.”

When I was younger I just loved comedy. I mean like, I started studying it. Like, different types.  There’s dirty humor, dry humor, and experience humor. I used to stay up late and watch the roast on comedy central and laugh so hard. I felt bad too but, it was funny. This led to a few problems when I started testing out my talents in class.  In 5th grade, I had to transfer because my math teacher and I disagreed. He was actually a mean guy but, I remember I asked him if this joke was funny and he told me it was terrible before I even finished it. I responded back at him with, “No it ain't”. After I said that, he asked, “Did you really just say ain't?” and then he called me “White Trash.” So yeah, I transferred. The new place had  like super smart kids and it was hard. People would make fun of me a lot because I wore glasses that looked really stupid on me and I was kinda poor so, I would wear the same clothes twice a week. But then, this super pretty girl was my partner and she was really popular, so I couldn't mess up here. I made an icebreaker  joke  (I really wish I could remember what I said) and she giggled and told me I was funny. People started talking to me more and then multiple people were calling me funny. A lot of my teachers didn't like my humor. Until 7th grade, they thought my humor wasn't something I should use. But, I was raised with what I got, and those are my morals, and I wasn't gonna let anyone change that.

Now, I’m in highschool and still cracking jokes, but my teachers think I’m funny. So, I’m going to run with that...right to the comedy store. I believe humor is the best medicine. So take your pill and shut up.