Never Give Up
This night changed my life. I remember it like yesterday. It was a Saturday night around 12 pm when my mom comes home and she’s really drunk. She goes into my sister’s room and then started fighting and screaming. They started hitting each other. Me, I was in my room praying to God that nothing bad happens. When they stopped fighting , my sister comes into my room and she starts crying so I started crying too. She dials 911. I was telling her not to do it, but she didn’t think about the things that could happen.
One hour later, police officers knock on the front door. When my sister opens the door, they came in and arrested my mom. I still remember her tears. I hug her, crying as they take her to the car. I told her that everything is going to be alright. They took her to jail. I couldn’t seep all night -crying because I felt so broken. The next day, we tried to find out which jail she was in, but we couldn’t find which one. We were so worried that we didn’t know what to do.
Three days later, we tried to contact people to help us find a lawyer. We called my mom’s friend, and she was able to help us find one. We had to pay $2,000 for the lawyer, but we didn’t have money. We were broke. I went to my room and cried all day. On Sunday, I went to church and I told the people who came to pick me up what happened. They all prayed with me. That helped me out a lot.
One month later, I was told that my mom was able to get out if only we paid $5,000 that we didn’t have. The people we thought would help us didn’t help us. They just left us behind. We worked everyday to get $5,000. Two months later we finally got the money. Those long three months without my mom were the worst ever. I was really depressed and people made fun of me. My mom got out of jail. That helped me to be stronger. I grew up without my dad and I never once gave up. [END]
Why do I do the things I do?
I was born August 16, 2005 here in Stop Six. My whole life has been a struggle. My momma couldn’t provide for us because she didn’t have a job. So momma had to steal for us, and that got her locked up. I had to go live with my daddy, but my daddy sold weed and I had to grow up around all that.
One day I was coming home from school and saw my daddy come out the house in handcuffs. So, when he got locked up, I went to live with my grandparents. I started smoking weed to block out all the pain that was going on in my life.
One day I was walking home when the police rode up on the side of me and asked, “Where are you going?” I said, “Home.” He asked me where I lived and I replied saying, “Around the corner. Why?” He told me not to get smart. I said, “I’m not getting smart.” The police put me in handcuffs, then took me to Kembo. I faced depression and kept smoking weed. Then my auntie died in a car wreck, and that really shut me down. So that’s why I do the things I do. [END]
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