Maybe I should introduce myself.
My name is Dezmond Garrett Cullen.
I'm going into the 2nd grade. I think I'm smart; I understand math and science better than my friends.
I play all kinds of sports: soccer, basketball, baseball, hockey, and tennis. I also run with my mom and dad every morning, weather permitting.
I live with the family who adopted me, a Spanish-American family. Mia and Brian O'Conner, their 4 year old daughter, Rachel, and 5 year old son, Jack.
It's pretty obvious that I don't fit in with my family. Their skin is lighter than mine. My skin is dark, a golden tan color.
My eyes are the brightest color green you've ever seen. The color of cartoon radioactive toxins.
I'm about 4 foot 3 inches tall, a little over average for my age, and weigh about 45 pounds, under average for my height. But, I make up for my scrawny-ness in muscles.
My hair is blonde, buzzed to a 1 around the sides, the top being longer and spiked up all over with gel.
I am a complete and total gear-head. I can take a car apart, disassemble the engine, clean it and then put it back together. I've worked in the car garage that my mom's family owns since I could walk.
And now, for my story.