That's My Story

Hello. I'm Miriam. I am almost 16 years old and I managed to escape a cult with my friend Rebecca.

Hello! My name is Alex. I'm 14 years old and my dad told me that my best friend's dad is a spy. I feel awful about it, I made a huge mistake because I was scared so I hope you learn from my story.

Have you ever thought about stealing something to make some money? No you haven't because you're not a criminal. But in our story today, he did, and the people he stole from were his parents! Even if it was for charity it was so wrong to do, what do you think?

Hello, I'm Julia and I'm 14 years old just like my best friend Amelie. We are in the same class and have spent most of our free time together since first grade. This got difficult when I met my first boyfriend a few months ago. Lukas and I spent a lot of time together, of course. As a result, I didn't have quite as much time for my best friend. This made Amelie sad...

Hi, I'm Robin. I'm 14 years old and I went through a really extreme event that I can't tell anyone about. Not even my friends, and definitely not my family. Everyone would think I've gone completely insane. If someone had told me this story a while ago, that's exactly what I would have thought and nothing could have convinced me otherwise. The thing is, I have an extraterrestrial friend with whom I have spent the most incredible two days of my life. He definitely changed me.

Hello, my name is Marie. I am 13 years old. That's already typical for me. 12 is still childish, 14 on the other hand is already clearly adolescent. 13 is actually nothing. I am not blond, I am not brunette. I'm not particularly smart or funny. Nothing about me is special.

I'm Anna and I'm 14. For the last two years I've had quite a problem: I found my parents terribly embarrassing and tried to keep them away from my school and friends. Don't get me wrong, I always liked my parents and actually got along with them quite well. I had gotten used to them and their mannerisms. But they had just become embarrassing to me the older I got.

My name’s Beatriz. If you asked me “What’s your strongest childhood memory?” I’d answer right away: “My parents’ never-ending fights.” They were yelling at each other all the time. Even when I was little, I could see that they hated each other’s guts. Eventually they decided to get a divorce.

I’m Bree. I’m sixteen. My mom left me when I was just a baby. I never knew her. My dad says she couldn’t handle the responsibility of raising a child because she was too young. One morning, she went out to the grocery store and never came back. My grandmother raised me. My dad would visit us often but it was my grandmother who was my real parent. The time I lived with her were the best years of my life.

My name’s Ethan. I was in a coma for almost 2 years. It was an incredible experience. I had gone on a field trip to a large cave organised by my school’s Science Club. There were 15 students in our group. Along with 2 teachers. Inside the cave, someone pushed me into a crevasse. I fell from a height of 20 feet. All I remember from that day is entering the cave. I have no other memories.