My name is maddy, i am 17 years old and i am a true Irish-american ! I was born in new york state to my 2 irish parents . I have a younger sister and brother and a dog called snoopy after skippy peanut-butter's mascot! When i was 7 we moved to Ireland. In Ireland they don't really like bubbly , talkative , overly dramatic americans (me in a nutshell) so i didn't have many friends . I got bullied and people would constantly call me lesbian. Luckily my accent stuck because my aspiration in life was to move back home! The only good thing that happened to me in Ireland was joining the swim team! I was able to channel my energy and happiness into my swimming! After 4 years i made county team and province team which i was extremely proud of. But this story isn't about i accomplished or who i am but its about how i was invited to move back home to live with my cousin and her husband ( well mom's cousin) because her kids were away in college. How i fell for a guy in my swim team and how i made great friendships along the way! This is basically my whole experience of home and also how much i need it.