Dear Reader,

As I grew up change was something I had to go through a lot since I moved from house to house, day by day. I had to fend for myself, I had to be strong. I was little, I did this till I was 6 years old when my Grandma took care of me for a year, but then I moved again. I thought I wasn’t going to be there more than a year, so I fought them and wouldn’t let them get close to me. But I learned that it wasn’t going to stop them from caring about me. I still fought them just not as much that changed when I was 8 almost 9 years old I got adopted a few days after Christmas. I was happy that I wasn’t going to have to worry about having to leave anymore. I still deal with change to this day but it is different. Sometimes I wonder if it is worse now that I am older. Even through everything I went theough I learned that sometime the only thing I needed was love, sometimes that all anyone needs.

-Briley Martling