Ever since I can remember I wanted to be a writer. I fell in love with reading and writing when I was in fourth grade, and as I got older the love for it only grew. Naturally, when my final years of high school came around I had to start figuring out what I wanted to do with my life. Did I want to lean toward the English side of things or did I want to go into the journalism side of it?

I decided both. I'd major in journalism and minor in creative writing. That way I could indulge myself in both areas that I adored. I could write short stories about places that didn't exist while compiling interview information into an article. I'd learn the ins and outs of how to write a proper article while my creative side remained happy too. Plus, it would help get me out of my shell. I'd be forced to break down my wall and talk to random people about random issues.

I made this decision and everything about it felt right. Left and right people would ask what I was going to school for and I'd proudly tell them...until it came to an old teacher I had from elementary school.

Anytime I saw her she would ask me what I was going to school for and I'd get the same response each time.

"Oh, you shouldn't do that. It's a dying field."

What got her going even more is when I told her I wasn't going into the broadcasting side of it. This would irritate me to no end.

When I got past the first level, freshman year classes and got into the bulk of my writing courses, I didn't stop loving it. The knowledge stuck with me like it was second nature. This wasn't like trying to learn algebra. I wanted to read the assignments and know all that I could.

Being in these courses also taught me something that I might have doubted every once in awhile: journalism isn't a dying field, it's a changing field.

While newspapers are still alive and well, they might not be what everyone pairs their morning coffee with. Instead, people wake up in the morning and scroll through online articles about what's going on in the world. Pieces are being written by bloggers who lend a voice to the voiceless and share heart wrenching stories.

The need to tell stories is still out there. People want to know factual stories and get their daily news intake. They want to see the journey of somebody who hit rock bottom and came out on the top. They want to be informed. They want to connect.

Journalism isn't a dying field, it's a field of adaption. The world needs stories to be told, it just might take different platforms to get it across.