Who has made you the person you are?

The person who made me who I am is my mother. All her negativity about who she perceived me to be forced me to prove I'm not that person.

I don't believe that people are influenced only by one person or event.

Oh it`s more on influences of people who had brought me to this world, my experiences outside as soon as I started learning things around me when I go outside, my failures and successes leads me to who I am today!

My Mother and Father. RIP both

All of my music teachers. Maybe that's why I became a music teacher.

I also value a teacher especially the one who started with me when i was still a toddler.

I guess family, my environment, personal choices.

I think my parents.

My parents who always had a confidence in me and belief that I will do good in my life.

My parents made me who I am they saw good in everything and were always positive in their life.

I was a teacher and like to think I made a difference in many young lives. My grandmother made a huge impact on my life.

That sounds like a very special teacher I would have to say mine is my mom - when I don't believe in myself, she does. She is an excellent person and I will never be as lovely as she is

There are also friends besides teachers and parents

Too many influences to name. But speaking of names, I'll name a few people I admire, who I'm sure helped played a role. Mort Sahl, Jim Morrison, John Lennon, Jimmy Hoffa, Bill Hicks, John Cassavetes, Marlon Brando.

My parents made me who I am today. and some of my teachers inspired me to write stories, because I have loved writing, and I still do. but daily chores prevented me from doing so. Some of my friends have also encouraged me to become a better person, and my fave music artists, BTS, have inspired me stay true to myself.

Not only teachers but parents as well.

@Kosgey everything I ever did and everyone I ever met, anything I read and listened to etc. It all makes us but the biggest factor is me

Wow. Well, God, first, Who I wouldn't be here without. After a couple of the people He gave me--my pastor who was like a grandfather to me, and a good High School friend who was like a (slightly) older brother. Both of them helped me through a lot.

For me, it would have to be my grandmother. Some in the family may not agree, but that is what I think.

My father. Martin Luther King. Willie Mays. My high school journalism teacher, Wayne Brasler. A handful of others.