It all started when we moved from my old house on Evans Street. I was bored at my new house. So I begged and begged until my parents said “Okay” and gave me five dollars. My sister took me to the YMCA. My first week here, I started losing weight. On my second week I got a membership to the YMCA, and on the third week I made a friend here. He and I went places together and we did cool business, and we created a cool life together. We sometimes argued but got over it the next day. The great staff helped with the most important thing of all: They protected me. I feel safe here at the YMCA. And that’s my YMCA story!