I commited my first crime when i was 7 years old. It was only a pack of gum but it became much more than that. I got away with it so the next time it was easier. when I was 8 years old I was sent to a child detention center for 6 months during which time I was raped by an older boy whom i later stabbed. I started doing drugs at 13 and became an addict by 15. I got into Organized crime at 18 and stayed in it till i was arrested at 29 and went to prison. I was married when i was 24 and had a little daughter in 1997. I wasnt a good father or a good husband because my drugs and crime meant more to me than anything else.after i was locked up my wife left me and my parents took our daughter away from us. That was the straw for me. I sat down and thought back at how drugs have ruled my life because i let them. I was a 1st class screw-up. I realized that my daughter meant more to me than anything else in this world. i had to show her that even a screw-up like me can turn their life around and become a good person and a great father...the type of father i knew i could be and that she desrved. I got my GED and went to college. I was released in October of last year and am now living in a community for people with HIV/AIDS here in Fort Worth. I was diagnosed with this illness in 1997 and have been living with it since. I dont even desire drugs anymore and i dont break the law. I see my daughter all the time and she told me how proud she was that i learnt from my mistakes...this from an 11 year old. That was the 1st time in my life that i have ever cried because i was happy. You know what....It fealt Great!
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