But my family life, or to say my parents’ lifestyle, had a big influence on the decisions I made in life. The teenager got in trouble at school when he was caught smoking pot. After he died, nothing made sense to me anymore. A person who was raised with a silver spoon in their mouth may feel entirely different about the situation.But look at the princes who gained their royalty by fortune alone.

We got to their table and I asked Kaylyn to cross her hands and bow her head, which she did. I couldn't resist any longer. Freedom is priceless! The feeling of joy took over.My mother was standing there looking tired, but still had her beautiful smile when I approached. There’s a cycle in motion within the hood, but its outcome is death or poison and, at the very least, sprang out of drugs.

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One of my friends got arrested with me; and we were sent to the Youth House, the jail for juveniles.After the holidays we went to court.

Abuse in all its forms can destroy our foundation. We moved around a lot during those days; until my mother had my brother. It is hard for me to be seriously considered as resigned from The Game.

I think about my brand new nephew, how puffy and comfortable he looks in my sister’s healthy embrace.

Not all gangsters are the same, and our

I was so good at hiding my extra-curricular activities that even my father, who is a psychiatrist on drugs and alcohol, didn't have a clue. But I am feeling so much pain. I hope that my story will serve as an eye opener to some, while a warning to others. I knew that drinking wouldn’t make me a better student.

I think about Haiti and her people.

The same day they droped me off at Job Corps they went and bailed my father out of jail. Both my parents were working then. Sometimes it is hard for teachers to leave their troubles at the door too.

I hated my mother for doing that to me; well I really did not hate her, but I was really mad. That means looking back at things gives you perfect vision. I was given bail and released to the custody of my uncle. He had muscles bulging out of his shirt. The occurrence had brought down a very glommed environment among all its residents and staffs. This is what living the fast life got me, a quarter of my life in this hellhole. Ain’t none of my homies in dis cell with me. In some cases the poems are written by insiders; in others, the poems are written by those who love them. This is as big as life itself!I encourage you to take action. And of course, you will need math because you will need to be able to add up all the money you’re making or going to make in The Game, plus you’ll need math to add up all the time you will have to do off of 20 years with 85% if not more, maybe less the first time, but more the second time.However, if you look around at all the young people your age who already know how to read, write, spell and do math, you will probably notice that they are the ones who’s been smart enough to read through The Game and know it’s a road headed to nowhere fast!I speak the truth to you all. It wasn’t long before my one small bad choice led me into the criminal justice system as a juvenile and then as an adult.

It discusses the temptation to just quit and give into the worst parts of the life.

I was gone a whole month before my family finally found out I was gone.

As I stood there contemplating saying those words. Not everybody here has committed a violent crime. Everything is turned dark!

Some people have told me that maturity comes with old age. As soon as the door slid opened, I rushed outside not bothering to let my roommate know where I was going.

I'm the kind of woman that doesn't like to be bossed around, I like to set my own rules. Thinking of their sacrifices put me in a calm state of mind. Opening my eyes to receive the new day, it doesn’t take more than half a second to be greeted by the cold realization that I am still a prisoner. There were just too many people coming to the house.My father would get drunk every day.

My father ran into the house, and my mother ran out of the house yelling for me to run.

I’m awake. That was the inheritance the gang had in store for me and my family ... and the family I just mentioned. Children are attracted to the vibes they receive from the people they’re around the most.I know a son who had a father and uncle who would smoke pot in front of him. Within a week he had moved into his new place. "Go get you niece before she upsets someone or gets herself into trouble," my sister once again pleaded.I walked over to where Kaylyn was and I could hear her and Tom talking about the candies in her hand.

I start I started drinking and was getting into trouble again. I use the word "asked," but in prison there is really no such thing as "asked" because if you don't do it, you become the target.I did not stab him, so three days after by 32nd birthday, the very gang member who "asked" me to stab the member of the gang I once represented crept up behind me and tried to stab me in my throat. 1. By the time I was eleven or twelve years old, I knew my father was a drunk and a drug addict, and that my mother was a drug addict as well.

I can’t believe that I am 27 years old.