Before I went to church with my family, I was living in a box by a river. I got adopted at the age 21 months. In 8th grade I decided to send nudes to this boy, and see, here is the fact I hurt my family and his, because everyone was blaming me for the things I did. After that day I lied to the police officer about it and said that I did not send nudes but I did and I knew that. So, when my parents found out, they were very upset and were saying that they were going to put me back into the foster system. I was doubting God. I was like, why are you putting this into my life and that night my parents come up to my room and started to pray for me. They thought I was asleep, but I could not go to sleep. I was like, why are they praying for me? I had one question go through my head and that was "who is God?" We moved and we got back to going to church and my parents made me go to girls weekend with the church and that is when God touched my heart and was telling me to beg Him for forgiveness. That day I asked God, Jesus Christ, into my life to help me with the mistakes I had made in my life because I knew that my parents could probably never forgive me for the things I did. They were looking at me differently and I know they were saying things behind my back but I did not want to say anything. My parents gave me a journal and I started to write down my feelings, but my dad found it and was very upset with me because I said that he abused me, but he never even laid a hand on me. I was just really upset with him because I never knew if I could forgive him for the things that I did and I was blaming him for the things that I did.