I am Renata. I'm 18 years old. My mom was Latina and my dad was Caucasian. I grew up in the forest, surrounded by nature. It's beautiful but sometimes it can be pretty harsh too.
I have a big family with lots of siblings. We all lived together in this huge cabin we built ourselves. My parents were hippies so they taught us to live off the land and to be self-sufficient.
I always felt like I was meant for more though. I wanted to experience the world outside our forest home. So when I turned 16, my parents let me move out into town with some of my friends.

That's where things got really crazy. I started getting tattoos and piercings, and I began experimenting with makeup and fashion. I discovered this amazing style that combined bohemian chic with a punk rock attitude.

People in town were shocked by my transformation. They'd never seen anyone like me before - a tattooed, pierced, beautiful woman who loved to dress up in bold colors and statement pieces of jewelry.

I worked hard to make a name for myself, though. I started selling handmade crafts at the local market and eventually opened up my own boutique store.

It was during one of my busiest nights that I met him - the father of my child. He was this handsome guy who came in with his friends, looking for a good time. We locked eyes across the room and I knew right then and there that we were meant to be together.

But he left without saying goodbye, leaving me pregnant and alone. It's been tough, but I'm trying to stay positive. I have my store and my family to support me, and I know that I'll get through this.

What about you? What brings you here today?