I bet judging from the title you think your going to read a sob story, don’t worry your not
Anyway I went through a horrible childhood but that part isn’t important the important part was 5 years ago when I moved in with my nana and grandad.
This is when I discovered reading and what it could do for me. I first read the Harry potter series when I moved to my nana and ever since then I don’t stop reading.
I on average read a book every 3 days.
Now to say how it saved my life. It did this by giving me some where to take my mind and make sure that I wasn’t always focused on what had happened before I moved.
It help me overcome my depression (but the main reason was my best friend Abby) it gave me a chance to see how someone else lived (even thought it was fictional)
No matter what happens in my life I’m always going to love reading
Keep on reading