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Growing up in the hood was hard and drastic.
I grew up seeing nothing but negative influences, I started to think that I would turn out like those guys on the corner. I thought that it was cool selling drugs all day until it was dark out, thats all I knew and seen around me so I thought it was ok.
As I started to mature more I started to see what these drugs have done to the people around me. Then my father gets out of jail I’m only the age of six when he gets out don’t remember him because when he went in I was only three.
My mother was an acholic and I was getting abused every day by her me and my other little brothers and my older sister. It’s like a bad dream the way how I still hear the screams from all the tragedy going on in my house. Then my father took me and my older sister under his wing because we were his only two kids at the time.
My dad introduced me to football and I noticed that I could have fun and make money , I started to learn outside of the dealing life and wanted to make my life positive, my dad always wanted me to be great and succeed in life.
I still wasn’t fully moved in with my dad yet. I would go with my mom on the weekend, she would pick me up from Washington elementary. Once it was the weekend that’s when things get the craziest. People running in and out of my house, sleeplessness nights. Until that’s Saturday I remember it like the back of my head my sister, ran away. All the ways to my dads house.
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