Everyone has a story. Whether you were bullied, suicidal, and friendly or the complete opposite, each and every one of us has one. I used to think I was not important. A waste of God's creation. Then Boys & Girls club helped me realize that maybe I wanted, needed, and that maybe I could dream to be someone great. In middle school I never knew that such a program existed. I never knew that an adult, that was not even kin to me, would show me love and support. Middle school was traumatizing. It was a spirit that seemed unbreakable for three years. The torture that kids these days could do was unbearable. The pain, the tears, and the things I hid from my parents. The worst day that my parents never knew about. It was the day I tried to take
