She told me to put my hands on my head and began searching me for weapons.
I was scared but I didn’t run. I knew I had a gun and if I made the wrong move I would have been shot.
This memoir is a collection of memories, stories, and experiences that have shaped my transformation from a 15 year old boy navigating life and death in the streets of my hometown, to finding hope in a maximum security adult prison with a life without parole sentence, and building a life of freedom beyond prison walls. My sincerest hope and intention is that you will connect with the shared human experience of overcoming your circumstances and worst mistakes to become the person you were always meant to be.
Chapter 2 - Part 2
As time went on, things only got worse. I knew that I was under investigation, but aside from that, my mental health was suffering. During the day I would be in sort of a trance just going through the motions of getting through the day. I also had a lot of people who were once friends begin to turn on me. I remember texting a female friend around that time and her response was f*** you. I will pray for you. I knew a lot of people felt that way and I didn’t blame them. They didn’t know the truth of what actually happened and there was no way for me to come out and say that I didn’t mean to shoot him without putting myself in jeopardy. I felt horrible but I wasn’t going to make a confession and throw myself at the mercy of the criminal justice system.
