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BY TERRANCE A DAVIS
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As a child growing up on the west side of Chicago it wasn’t long before I embrace the bad habit of an adolescent youth. My father Wesley, use to always tease me of how he remember the day I got kick out of kindergarten and he still say how he can’t believe how that happen. As a child I quickly found it fascinating to have power over others.
I bought great grief upon my mother and father, I guess they realize the effect of my environment and if we stayed I would have definitely been a product of my environment. However, through the adversities, my parents demonstrated a strong loving relationship and it wasn’t long before my father decided it would be best to move to Colorado.
After a few months, things were in motion and we were moving to Colorado. I remember the day it was in the month of July and it was extremely hot, however my mother and my brother and I took the Greyhound bus. It was about three days from Chicago to Colorado. My father Wesley had got an apartment on the eastside of Colorado Springs which was really nice compared to Chicago west side of poverty and gun shots all day but the new apartment was nice and my father enrolled me in a nearby elementary school. Within weeks I was getting phone calls home. And it wasn’t long before my father had to start coming up to the school for my bullying. At the time my father was a car salesmen and he was very strict raisin me and whenever I got into a fight at school he would punish me. My mother was just a stay at home mother and my brother which was seventeen was almost done with high school and had plans on going to college. After he completed high school he went away to Arizona and shortly after my mother and father was going through a divorce. For many nights as a child I witnesses a terrible marriage unfold and after a while I became accustom to the arguing. The biggest fear after a while was them really dividing. The hurt was far harder to deal with after my mother decided to move out. Part of a breakup is leaving and coming back and leaving and coming back and that process continued until one day I guess they both got tired of that. My mother and I left one morning and never came back we move in with a lady my mother meet when we were moving out. She had already had two older boys the same age as my brother. But we stayed there for about a month my mother was able to get a good paying job at a neighborhood bank called Citibank and she worked long hours and would have to walk far from work to get home my brother would sometime meet her halfway .When should would be working long hours but after my brother left and my mother made so many restless attempts to try to get my father to step up and be involve in my life but he resisted I remember calling him on the phone and less than 5,seconds he would hang up. It was evident that he wasn’t going to be a father figure to me but at the same time I felt as if it didn’t affect me .We lived in a pretty nice apartment complex there was a park in the back where everyone hung out at and I found myself there every day and after a while all night and involve in drinking and smoking and of course what’s a park without fighting and we had our little gangs. The crowd was usually a lot of older men than me but I felt comfortable around them even though they were a bad influence on me and I would prove my toughness by fighting. I had one particular friend name Donald he was about two years older than me and also was a good fighter and whenever I would get into a fight with someone I didn’t wont to fight I would than go and get Donald he also had an older brother and a pretty big family they lived in the back next the park but he went to another school across town and whenever we wanted to hangout we would go out to the deserts and start fires burning houses down that no one lived in they were new developments and once we would see the houses go up in flames it was instantly a warm sensation feeling and then we would all run back to the apartments we was the neighborhood terrorist we just tried to destroy whatever we could but at school I was far more of a predator I was mostly around kids my age so I knew how to control them and I use my street skills to intimidate them and it was long before I was been kick out of every school and every week my father had to go up the schools for some reason know matter how much my father discipline me the power of bulliness was like a drug and I didn’t change finally after the divorce my mom couldn’t deal with the schools keep calling and the police started coming around she lost custody so I had to live with my father and I still don’t know how she got him to step up to the plate I remember the day he came to get me from the family services he didn’t even speak to me we went straight to my mother’s job and I still didn’t know that my father now had all custody rights I really didn’t wont to live with him but it wasn’t my choice but living with my father was hard and I miss my mother and of course the problems at school continued growing up in Colorado with no relatives was lonely and I believe that had a lot to do with me getting in so much trouble I use to hang out with the neighborhood drug dealers and after a while they took a strong liking to me I guess because I always felt so comfortable around the older crowed and after a while I started sneaking out to hang out with them and my father couldn’t control me anymore I was addicted to the fast money at the age of fifteens so finally I had to go and stay with my mother because my father ran out of patience and was about to lose it at the age of sixteen my mother couldn’t deal with it anymore either so she register me for job core which is a state program that tries to provide a second chance to young teenagers who not on the right track they offer G.E.D courses and trade courses but when I arrive in job core in June 12, 2003 I was already upset I felt if my family was trying to force me into the adult world so I refuse to follow any rules and once again less than six months I was being terminated so at the time my family had all moved back to Chicago so I flew there I was about seventeen and once again it was me and my brother and mother but now I finally was around my entire family cousins and aunties that I never had a chance to really enjoy. Chicago was so different than any other city I ever been to I started going to a nearby high school and I was very far behind in credits and now I was in my senior year and I was attending a behavior school making it out of high school was a huge challenged but I had to spend extra time and graduate late I paid for all the wrong I did at the end but I graduated and didn’t have any plans on what I wanted to do my mother though packed up and moved back to Colorado and I moved in with my grandmother she was really a sweet women she raise a lot of kids and the house was huge and of course I started living the adulthood partying all night and working I had a part time job and one day I was walking in the mall in I notice a very attractive female walking in front of me and when I caught up to her I never knew that she would be the one I spent the rest of my life with her name was Toya and she was from Florida she was eighteen at the time and I was twenty- two years old but we still took a very strong liking to each other and I didn’t take long for the babies to start coming out Au’Mya was my first born a beautiful girl she was so big soon after Toya and I moved into our own place in Chicago and it was a nice two bedroom and the rent was a lot living in Chicago plus Toya was pregnant again with our son Kayden so she had to stop working and it was hard enough for me to keep my job and before Kayden was born I lost my job so times got really hard so we decided to move to Colorado and stay with my mother she was doing really good at the time she had a house and extra room plus I knew she wanted to see me it’s been years since she left Chicago and now I had two kids but I started looking for jobs and soon after I got some part time work but I didn’t like it so I was so upset that I hated to go to work but I tried so hard until one day I just all my criminal minded stuff on the side and it was long before I was pulling guns out on people who refuse to pay me I just hated when someone didn’t give me my respect I mean renting out stolen property wasn’t a nice thing but business was business and if you didn’t have my money on the first of the month I had a pistol in your face on the third of the month and I wasn’t afraid of killing anyone. I was far out of control and it was long before I meet someone who wanted to test me to see if I was really about my money so I had to show this man that I was more than ready to kill over my money I completly forgot about the things in life that was important, like my family. I submitted myself to the streets and was all about the hustle and it wasn’t long before the police had heard enough about me. They put out a felony warrant for my arrest for attempted murder and assault with a deadly weapon and five more felony charge.
It was like being on the most wanted list. On December 6, 2011 I was ambush by four unmarked police vehicles and pulled out my car and handcuffed me. I was setup by the dude who didn’t want to pay me. He worked with the police to send me to prison.
CHAPTER TWO
It’s eight A.M and we are all walking back from breakfast, while being heavily escorted by guards. When one of the inmates rush at another inmate tackling him to the ground like a sedated linebacker. The loud sound from the shot-gun made me dive into the rocks the guard was a tall white male with a long grey beard and didn’t look like he was in the mode to play any games. I watch as he shuffle the clutch of the shot-gun and aim it at us all I could do was think about how hot the ground was after about a few minutes the guards was handcuffing the two inmates and pushing them like strollers to the hole I learn how to stay calm threw out the adversities of doing prison time but still the agony exceeded the good moments. But it was imperative that I maximize the days I always been a man of great quality and morals and I despise lifeless people. I mean it’s evident that I made some mistakes because I am in prison but I will indicate that the lack of knowledge in the criminal justice system surpass the chances of me getting probation however it’s now eleven a.m. on a Saturday and the correction