In our local library I found a book; it said it would show me how to change the people around me. I started it, hoping to find what I was desperately looking for. After a few quite meaningless pages there was a space to write down all the people you wanted to change. So I started writing down names, until there was no space left on the page in the book. I took another sheet and wrote down nearly every single name I knew. My parents. The other kids from school. The neighbours. 

When I finished, I looked at all these names, beginning to feel a little bit hopeless. It would be a hard piece of work to change so many people. I turned the page in the book, to find out how to go on. Surprisingly, the page was nearly empty. There was only one line, in the middle of the page:

"You can't change any of them. You have to change yourself."

I looked at this line, not understanding why it was there. I felt affronted, disappointed. I had thought this book could help me! Anger was rising in my chest, and I threw it into a corner of my room. I didn't look at it again until I brought it back to the library the next Thursday.

Yesterday a friend told me how much i had changed.

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