My defining moment was when I was 8 years old and my parents forgot about me at Canada's Wonderland. This experience shaped who I am and opened my eyes to the world around me. I remember having a fun-filled day with my entire family. We went on all the awesome rides that an 8 year old would love. Then as the day came to an end, my younger brother and sister had to go to the washroom, so my dad went with my brother and my mom went with my sister, leaving me alone. I was an adventurous child, so I went exploring and next thing I knew, I was somewhere in Canada's Wonderland all alone. Eventually I found my way back to the washroom area and waited for, what it felt like, an eternity. Time kept ticking by and I decided to check in the ladies washroom to see if my mom and sister were there, but they weren't. I started calling for my parents, but there was no answer. After a while, I realised that my mom put a cellphone in my backpack for emergencies, just like this one. I called my mom's cell phone, asking where she was. She was in the car. On her way home with the rest of the family. Without me. My dad turned the car around and came and got me. This moment made me realise that if I want to survive living in a forgetful family like mine, I would have to learn how to take care of myself because ultimately, I can't rely on anyone but me. In conclusion, without this defining moment in my past, I wouldn't be the independent person I am today.