My family is kind of complicated. My father left my mom one day and simply never came back. I wasn’t even born yet.

I’ve only ever seen him once,on my fifth birthday,when he came and said he wanted to make things right. And you know when you’re five years old,every good thing that happens makes you feel like a kid in a candy store, standing there with your eyes and mouth wide open, dumbstruck,your heart racing three times it’s normal rate and your brain feeling like it will explode. But he left ,again,he hasn’t been back.

But I’m doing fine without him, honestly. My mom finally found happiness in the arms of Anthony Leonard. And then my little brother came into the world, Cameron. Argh,he’s the he cutest thing.

I still prefer my mom’s surname though,Ndlovhu. It’s the only surname I’ve ever known and it sound better than Kyle Leonard

I also have a skin condition, vitiligo. It’s such a pain. Especially when you go to a school with students as creative as ours,at their best,I’m a cow and really,at their worst,you don’t want to know.

There’s even this guy he’s so hairy I’ve found myself staring at him and wondering how anyone could have so much hair.

Yeah,he’s Harry Potter. High school is tough work.