I regret coming to jail because I wasn’t there for the lost of my love one’s. There are many things you can take back in life, but losing somebody you care about is not one of them. I think the reason that I got locked up in the first place was because I was around people that I thought was my friends. The people I was around kept leading me into bad situations but because I thought they were my friends and being the youngest out of the group I didn’t know any better.
From a young age, I can remember how strong my family was. I always had my daddy, my momma and my 12 brothers and sisters around. Seven of us lived under the same roof. My momma and daddy and my family always supported us and made sure we had things we needed
My momma used to tell me that the things we use to do was going to leas us dead or in jail. My daddy always stayed on me about playing basketball because I was good at it. Then I got into a movement called Fast Cash Boyz in 2012 and I started getting money faster and I got less focused on every other day. I ain’t never robbed nobody or nothing its just some I was doing to get my money fast.
I remember some of the stuff I was doing I needed a gun. I kept a gun everyday just because I know what I did in these streets. I remember losing my closest friend. He got hit by a car while driving a moped on Father’s Day.
After losing my first friend I lost several more, including my girlfriend who was seven months pregnant when she died, while I was incarcerated at the time at the Juvenile Detention Center. At the time that they passed away, it hurt me deeply within to know that my only child had passed away and could not see his father.
Before my incarceration, I always had friends but out of all my friends there was one who stood out. It was a girl named Starr who is my best friend to this very day. We been best friends for seven years. We played for the same school basketball team, but eventually I started going my separate way due to the streets. I became I addicted to it because I felt there was better things out there such as money, girls and having club parties and doing what I wanted. She use to text me every day and ask me how I’m doing and tell me to “be careful in these streets.” Some days I didn’t text her back and I regret not texting her back.
I got a brother named Scoota and he had a baby, but I called her Baby Girl because she was my youngest niece. She was born on Christmas but she passed away three weeks later. What stood out to me the most is when my brother told me he don’t want to have no more kids. After seeing his one and only baby girl in a lil box at her funeral, he just gone wait until my baby get here and treat my baby like his baby. But before he could my baby passed away.
Four things I love to do is to be with family, getting money, shopping with my girlfriend and having parties. I love how my momma and daddy is, they been together 21 years. They have their ups and downs but they always work around the problem and stay together. I was living a good life but a lil bit too fast. I got a tattoo at the age of 12. I was with my momma and she asked me if I wanted one and I said yea so she said come on, she was really trying to see if I could take the pain and I did.
The key problem in my life was fake friends.