I am the creative and fun one of the family. I love to spend time with my family and surround myself with loved ones. I will do whatever it takes to make people happy as I'm a people pleaser. I'm also the creative type as I love to write music, draw, color, and create art in different forms. I love my family and will stay loyal to them no matter what. I will do anything to honor them. I also love my extended family and my nephews.

On my negative side of traits, I tend to be impulsive. Not thinking things quickly and reacting on emotions. I can also be quick witted and think on my toes. I'm also clever, and able to think on my toes while and think of complicated tasks at hand or formulate plans. I do not like it when plans change suddenly because I will have to think things over again. I also have a short temper, so it'd be smart not to anger me. Also, once you cross me, I will refuse to let you be my friend again. You only have one chance and once you ruin that it is over.

My name is Annachi Bliss Swanson. My father is Clay Swanson, and my mother is Eloise Swanson. I was born on a chilly February 3rd. There was snow on the ground. The nights were freezing. By now, my parents had plenty of experience raising children. I was a baby, who gave them lots of sleepless nights. I wanted to be fed in the middle of the night. I was a quiet baby most of the morning, and I was curious. I looked up at everyone with wide eyes, curious about the world. I have a large family surrounded by lots of love. I am the sixth born in the family. I have my older sisters Rebel, Ryot, Nevaeh, and Katana, who were all born ahead of me. I have one older brother, who was born ahead of me. One younger sister named Valkyrie.

It was fun growing up in Big Sky Mountain. My father is in the Wild Wolves MC club. So, there were plenty of friends to go around. I visited the clubhouse often and made many friends there. I hung out there almost every chance I got.

When I was four years old, I received my first minibike. I loved riding it. It was something I enjoyed a lot. I zipped around outside of my family’s house. My father was the one who taught me how to ride it.

I moved to the dirt bike when I was older. I ride the bike around the Deveraux track and learn how to ride it with my family.

When I was seven years old, I started motocross, and I loved it. I loved the feeling of the wind in my hair, and I felt free on the track. Because of this, I was very competitive. I loved challenging the guys to a race. I participated in races and won many trophies because of this. I have them on my shelf in my room.

In seventh grade, I started to try out for sports. I was excellent at cheerleading, volleyball, and soccer. I started to learn how to play instruments in extra classes. I was learning how to play the piano and the guitar. I was quite good at them. The teachers had some patience with me, as I started to learn easy music at first.

I continued sports when I was in high school. The courses were easy for me, as I rarely got into trouble. Of course, I was starting to get interested in guys at that time. There were at least two. One was on the football team; he was strong and handsome. Unfortunately, I caught him kissing another girl behind the school when I was coming back from practice. That annoyed me so much. I threw a shoe at him, and I hit him right in the nose. It was over right then and there. I cried a little bit at home. I figured it was for the best, and I moved on. He was definitely a jerk. But somehow, I got off easy and didn't get detention. There had been a lot worse things going on at school.

There was one other boy, who lasted a bit longer. His name is Derek, and I had an interest in him. Derek was bullied by some of the other guys. He was very interested in technology and learning how to write computer code. I found him hanging out in the library a lot. The library was where I did my homework and projects. We talked and found out we had a lot in common. When I tried to bring Derek home to meet my family a few times, I think he got intimidated by my siblings. Derek and I dated a few more times, but we broke up, as it was not going to work out. We were a little too different after all.

While I haven’t found the right one yet, I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. I think I want to become a teacher, but I haven’t figured out the subjects yet. I love taking care of children and watching them flourish. Maybe I will start a band, as a few of my friends will play in the garage and practice together. One day, we might become official instead of rocking out in our parent’s garage. And hoping that our future looks bright.