as i was growing up i seen and i heard a lot of shit being in the streets of boston i was only 14 years old mom had no time for me she was a crack head and very abuseive towards me once she found out she was pregant with my sister and brother and things went from 0 to like 100 real quick and i could nerver understand why but anyways we lived in fall river and pretty much moms was addicted to drugs and running the streets and i had to grow up fast and so there was no playing out side well just for a minute and all that took a turn and everything went down hill mom was very bad on drugs inhaleing smoke from burning paper and i knew it was going to be a bad child hood for me and then it was the crack. and then it was her running the streets leaveing me home with her kids and like i said i was 14 years old and the father was a hoe so he didnt care and i was left with two babies and i had a lil job sweeping out this mans parking lot for food to feed them and like i said i had just a minute to play and they my life changed and mom was abuseing me when she found out she was pregant with her kids and so i when called my aunt to come and help me out we end up going to boston like i said and staying with my grandmother and mom was really bad on crack all most started a fire in her house and didnt want to open the door so she had to cut my mom and so did my ucle and after all that my aunt lived un beach land projects i stayed there with here and my cousains and a do and my uncle and so one day me and my cousain was playimg in yhe back yard and we see this man standing on the roof and then he jumped and like i said i seen and heard a lot as as a kid so i didnt share that the first time but i was telling my self its ok so then yes he died or what ever and then i just started acting out if yall want to call it that and then i tryed to work it out with moms she moved to winston road in dorchester and of course my sister and brother was there and she tryed being a mom but she was had time for other men then me my sister and brother was the great kids and me allways black sheep and so one day she went food shopping and she told me if i dont put the food a way i couldnt go out so in my head i was like fuvk her and let her ice cream melt and mind you it was summer time so shit i stole some money and left and went to see my family cause they had a cook out and then i started staying with my aunt she moved to chestion st up there near bmc hospital and i was there for a while and things were ok then same shit rough talk and all that treating me the same way so i hit the streets and i had chains warrents out on me and all that i was like fuck that and fuck them and i left boston and went to quincy and lived with my cousain were i was free at and i did what ever i want cause i was paying rent so she didnt care and we went to school and all that i finish middle school and it was all good then moms tryed to get back im my life then for a while and then back to the same shit but anyways then came the partying and drinking poping pills selling ass at bars makeing money and this was when vicks after hours was in tha mattapan and i mean i was killing them makeing money i bellive i was makeing more money then the so called stripers was and i was smokeing weed and eating good and feeding the family and then my cousain ty she was makeing cash to doing porn videos or what ever she came home and dropped money on the table and smokes and i was right behind her then it was the party line meeting dudes getting in trouble with the law then it became me all most loseing my life to the streets hooking up the wrong dudes and all that and end up in the hospital and etc and i end up in jail and then my mom put me in a foster home were i ran from and then end up getting pregant and loseing all my kids from listening to my family and all that and my cousain and them droped me off in the inner circle of the hospital and left me there and my son all most died and like i said i stayed with my aunt and she moved i know she lived on roaning street uphams cornor or what ever you call it and i lost my son to the system cause my family talking me in to giveing up my kids and killing kids i was pregent with going to planned parent hood so my life was rough like i said so thats why i named this story i got my life together