My Story

Hey Everyone! My name is Trey Branch and I have found the secret to life and I just wanted to share it.

As you can probably tell by the title of my blog, the secret to my life is God. Why you may ask? well let me tell you about the adventure that started the beginning of my new life!

The Beginning

My life as a kid was rough and I hate looking back on it, however it has also been an encouragement for me in many ways, when I was 3, I was living with my mom and dad in Akron, Ohio and everything was miserable. I never got to see my mom because she was always at work while my dad stayed home and would get drunk, and high off of marijuana, and cocaine. I didn’t have friends because I wasn’t allowed to leave the house. When my mom was home I would hide in my room as my dad abused my mother into cocaine, and marijuana. Eventually my father went to prison, and my mom still being an addict didn’t have the money to take care of all her payments and her addiction, so we got evicted so we moved into my grandmothers house under the condition my mom would stop. Living at my grandmother’s was nice except for the fact that I still was incapable of making friends, not because I wasn’t allowed to leave the house, but because I had no idea how to socialize, it was never something taught to me.

My mother went through a period of many horrible boyfriends, and the memories from one of them I will never forget. His name was Carlos and no one ever has scared me more than he has. I believe he met my mom at the mall one day, and they really hit it off, she brought him home and he was really nice, we thought he was awesome! Well within a week that changed unfortunately. My brother and I came home late once from a friend’s house and Carlos told us we weren’t allowed to go outside anymore. My mother rejected saying that he was ridiculous and he threw my brother and me into our room and laid his hands on my mother, and that day we became victims of domestic violence, which continued for the next two months. He would force us to hurt one another, my little brother and I would be locked in our room for hours. As a kid the most insecure sight is seeing your mother crying and I saw that way more than I could ever wish! So after weeks of torture, and grief we were freed from it all. What happened was he left and my mother ran over to my grandmothers and called the police. All I remember seeing was my mom was leaned up against our door as he was trying to bust it open while the police where on the way. we never saw him after that day. I don’t know what happened to him either, but I just remember feeling weird being outside, it was almost scary to do so. Anyway that basically sums up the first 10 years of my life. What happened next is where my story begins.

The Start To My Adventure

What I remember is being at home in my room listening to music when my brother barges in saying that he was invited to go to a bible study, and he asked if I wanted to go. I said sure, why not? I would just be doing nothing in my room if I didn’t go. I went with low expectations due to the fact that my experience with strangers for the most part wasn’t really that great. What I experienced was the weirdest thing imaginable, and it was almost scary, I witnessed friendly people interacting with one another, and everyone just seemed to be friends. All I could think was about how much I wanted that, my only issue was I didn’t know how! Well I was Invited to go to the middle school group of the church, and I was more than happy to do so. I went and I made my first two friends and I was excited as can be. There names were Noah and Theo, and they were overwhelmingly nice to me, and seemed to actually care about my existence, and they were the reason why I kept coming around. I FINALLY HAD FRIENDS! It was so nice to have people other than my family that cared about me, and that I could talk to! I eventually started to realize that there was something truly special about these people, what was it? They seemed to have so much joy, they seemed to care about one another, and the hope they had was incredible! I kept telling myself that I wanted what they have, but again I fell at the point of, how? We were all at the main bible study, Called CT and our pastor Keith was teaching that night. It felt like he was speaking directly to me as he answered all my questions.

The only way to know joy, love, and have hope that works was through a relationship with God. YES PLEASE! That is what I thought as I listened to the teaching and fortunately for me he lead all of us in prayer that didn’t have a relationship with God that wanted one and my journey and my life officially began on June 26, 2010.

-thanks for reading!