"I was in and out of foster homes from the time I was 3 years old. Something like five different homes and a lot of different schools. My friends at school never knew I was in foster care. They couldn’t tell. I was kind of embarrassed about it, but it’s nothing now. Sometimes I cried when I’d have to leave a home because I was getting so involved with the family. But I was young then. I don’t cry as much now. I haven’t cried since I was 18 years old. I’ve learned to cope with everything out here. I’ve gotten used to it. I’ve gotten used to homelessness. But I’m hoping for a better chance at life, you know? I'm looking for peace and acceptance. For someone who can be there for me. Family, friends, or whatever. I’ve tried every drug there is, and I’m tired of it all. I'm ready to give it all up. I haven’t done any drugs in a few days and I’m trying to keep it that way. I know God gave us a path and I haven’t been walking it. I guess it’s time for a change. You know?"