For as long as I can remember, I've wanted to be a singer. Ever since the first time I sang on my elementary school's stage, I knew there was no other place I was meant to be. I can still remember it as if it were yesterday; I was in third grade, going through my obsessive Hannah Montana phase, and sang her song "I've Got Nerve" at my school talent show. The rush of excitement I got when the audience started to clap along was like nothing else.

From that moment on my whole life has revolved around singing. Music was my first love. I constantly wanted to practice, learn, and share my love with the people around me.

This passion brought me to many places and gave me endless unforgettable memories. I started recording with a producer in sixth grade, and have since worked with grammy-winning producers, celebrities, performed on tour, and met so many amazing creators and friends in the process.

The most valuable gift I've received from music though, is the ability to express myself. Music was by my side at times where no one else was. It was the shining light through all of the darkness I faced in my childhood and teen years, and was the one constant factor in my life that I could control.

No matter how many people or things hurt or let me down, I knew that music would never leave because my love for it would never die. When I was in the studio or on stage, that was the one time that I felt free; nothing else mattered. Even if life was falling apart behind the curtains- on that stage everything was perfect. I could use the songs I performed to express all of the emotions I was feeling inside. Music gave me an outlet to release pain and be filled with hope.

I always knew that if I had music in my life I would be okay.