Chances? PLEASE READ

<p>I am a 14 year old Haitian-Bahamian female who was raised in Long Island and Miami. I wanted to know what my chances at Harvard are. I will be done with my second semester in two weeks (I am currently in the Dominican Republic)
My scores are:
English : B
Science: B
Spanish: B or C (haven’t received my report card yet)
Math: A or B
Gym: A or B
Art: A
Computer: A
Social Studies: A
Lab Science: A
French: A
Sociales (Dominican Social Studies): A
Civica (Civics): A
Formacion Humana (Religion): A</p>

<p>I am in my school’s drama program and I speak Haitian Creole, Spanish, English and am learning Italian and French (i only speak some). I also play the clarinet and am a Buddhist vegetarian.</p>

<p>I want to know my chances at Harvard, Stanford, Wellesley, Caltech, MIT and Princeton.
My B’s and C (not sure) stem from the fact that my father is currently in Haiti and is not always able to send money. It is a long story, so I will start from the beginning. I was born in Nassau, Bahamas and was raised in Saint Louis, Haiti until I was 4. I have 15 siblings (one full and 14 from my father’s side). While I was growing up, my father physically assaulted my mother, starved her, held a gun to her head many times and beat her while my sister and I were in her womb (not at the same time). He had poisoned her, trying to make her lose the babies. This ins’t his first nor last time abusing women. My mother had me at 19 and my sister at 20. My father has a net worth of 10 million and it was Haiti so nothing was done. When I turned 4, I moved to the Bahamas for schooling where I encountered racial slurs (my mom appears white and her grandfather was British) because of my light skin tone. One day when I was 5 and my sister 4, my mother was making food and my sister and I were playing in our bedroom when a man asked for our father at the door. My father answered it and was promptly shot in the face (he’s a drug dealer). My father was taken to Cuba and he told my mother to return to Haiti with us. She saw this as a chance however, and fled with us to her sisters’ house in Elmont, Long Island. There I learned English and discovered my passion for reading (I was reading Shakespeare at 7 (: ). My mother let us speak to our father for our two years in New York and we visited him roughly 4 times and I was a Daddy’s girl- I was naive. I was put into the remedial program at school, but was taken out 3 months later. My mother then took us to Miami when I was 8 and married her friend so that we would get our residency cards. When the day came for us o become citizens, it was revealed that my father manipulated the system for his own selfish needs. My mother still let us see him and we grew up in a academia-oriented family. My mother was pursuing her nursing degree with one of her two younger sisters and worked at Publix and Walmart taking loans from friends to get us by. One day, at school our father cam and took us in a car (turns out he was trying to kidnap us and we would not be allowed to reenter the country). We were taken to a police station and it was deemed that we were to stay with our mother. Years passed and our mother still let us see our father and he had taken us to Haiti for two summers (she worked out the residency problems). The summer from seventh grade to eight grade, my father came t our apartment (shared with our uncle and his girlfriend) and said that he was taking us to Disney World. My sister opted out because she didn’t like our dad and my mother was skeptical but she let me go. As we got into the car, I saw that we were heading towards the airport and I saw that he had my passport. He said to say nothing and I then saw that he had my passport. We took a flight to Bahamas and I was put into private school and wasn’t able to speak to my mother for 2 months in the summer. When I had called my mother to say that I wanted to come back and planned on going to my aunt’s house. My father (who was in Haiti at the time) cursed me out and called me names. I had to to tell my mother that I didn’t want to go back with her ):. My father then said that it would be best if we went to the Dominican Republic for education and location purposes and I believed him. I spoke no Spanish and and incident happened where upon I was struck upon the face repeatedly by my father. I had started to speak to my mother on facebook, but my cousin found out and told my father and he said he was going to deport her (he can’t because he will be arrested if he tries to), so now I use Yahoo mail. She is planning on coming and taking me in December (before finals (: ) and I have chosen to stay with my aunt in New York(better schools). She has to work through a bunch of legal issues . I have two bookbags and a locker so I will have space for my clothes and my books (; and I am the only one that has access to my passport because my dad isn’t here and my cousin does’t speak English (I have to be careful messaging my mom though) and the maid only speaks Creole, so I will be fine and have to act normally when my dad comes either this month or next month. So I wanted to know what my chances are if I join a bunch of science related and volunteer oriented programs? I am pansexual and an atheist (my dad’s family hates me because of those things). I want to double-major in computer science and economics and minor in women’s studies. Eventually I want to get an MBA from Harvard after grad and undergrad school. I also want to start an organization for women and children and just generally help the underprivileged throughout the world because it’s the right thing to do (: and the next Einstein (or Eintsteinette) could be out there but they don’t have proper education. I forgive my father and plan opening a clinic for minorities with bipolar disorder. My dad is away and my cousin spends the money so by the time she is done buying air care products, I don’t have enough for projects and my dad can’t send the money quickly hence the B’s and (not sure) C. I know this was REALLY long, an thank you for reading this so Chances?</p>

<p>Sorry for the spelling mistakes. It was long and I’m really tired.</p>