My Name is Lissette, I was born on January 8th, 1991 in Antofagasta Chile. I’m the second and last child of my parents Myriam Jopia and Sergio Tello. I start going to playground when I was 3 years old, and I already known how to read and I knew the colors. Then, when I was 5 years old, I entered to a kinder garden and I was very very smart, and in November I was Queen of my Kindergarden. In 1996 I entered to primary school in Colegio Femenino Madre del Rosario, I never had problems whit anything but to know the time, I didn’t learn until I was 11 years old and also, I did my High School there too, were I meet my best friends, Camila Ríos, Leidy Segovia, Yahaira Lobos and Vanny Flores, and we use to spend all the time together our 4 years of High school, and we finished in 2008, and I get very very sad because I spend there a life time, since I was 6 years old but then I made the PSU, the test for enter to a University, in 2009 I get in the UCN (Universidad Catolica del Norte) to study English pedagogy, and I studied with my best friend, Camila Rios, then I finished in 2014 and then I made a year of Translate in 2015 , in 2017 I join the PDI forces, and I start to work in the US under cover, and I got shot twice in my work, but I never regret to be a detective, I got married in 2020 with my boyfriend of many years Marco Castro and we had 3 children, Demian the oldest, Kari, my little girl of the middle and Rodrigo my youngest child, we lived in Antofagasta still. My husband is a mechanic, and he has his own business and he is great, my son Demian studied to be a layer in UCH (Universidad de Chile) and he married to a lovely lady, Amanda, they have a son and they called Marco in honor to my husband, my daughter Kari studied vet, which was my dream, and she is engaged with a beautiful man, Carlos, and my youngest boy, Rodrigo studied graphic design and he is living with is boyfriend Luis, find out that he was gay was not such a surprise, and I have so many gay friends, so I’m tolerant and my husband’s to. After the years go by, my children starting to leaving my house, it was a difficult process but necessary, we started to lived alone again, then my worst time come, my husband was very sick and after a few years he died of a rare condition, and now I’m alone in my house, I’m 90 years old, and I’m not afraid to die cause I have lived more that I expected, and if I have to die tomorrow I will die happy, and I will see again my family, but mostly my husband. I had a really good life, and I’m in peace with the world and God, and I know that my kids will be ok now, that they are grown ups, so I’m ok and calm. Now I’m writing my memories ‘cause I have cancer, and I don’t know if I’m going to wake up tomorrow. So beat it!