Growing up as a little girl in poverty, social media always was a big thing. Even if you didn’t have your own phone there was always a way to use the internet. My mom always told me that it was no good for me. But me being rebellious was curios to know what was going on around the world so I found a way to use it. Also, where I was growing up you weren’t deemed cool if you weren’t using the internet. One morning before school I snuck one of my mom's old phones and made a Instagram account. Everything was still so new to my eyes so the whole day at school Instagram was all that I thought about. I told all of my friends to make an account so we could talk to each other at home, so they did. I got home and followed random people that looked cool …show more content…
I was so happy but I couldn’t share the magnificent news with my mom because she thought the internet was brainwashing. My mom and dad both had different perspectives about the internet and believe it or not my father loved the internets as much as me. Seeing all the different things people from around the world posted changed my point of view on several cultures and their ways. I was even more intrigued about what I was witnessing each day of being on the app because some of the stuff seemed so unreal. For instance Instagram made me see police officers in a different way because the only thing people posted about them is killing an innocent person. They never got credit for saving a life or risking theirs , people only gave them negatives attention. There was never a doubt in my mind that I wasn’t going to be a police officer growing up but with all the backlash they got I quickly changed my mind. Now fast forward to my teenage years I see way cruel things about the police. I can honestly say I never understood the adversity until now that I’ve witnessed it in real life and not just on a