I blinked, disoriented, trying to make sense of my surroundings. The ringing in my ears drowned out any other sound. My head was swimming, but I forced myself to focus. And then I saw him – Greedy, beside me, his shoulder
I have fond memories of my Uncle Z. He was my mother’s younger brother, always trying to be the coolest one around. He had a knack for having the most impressive sound systems in his vehicles.
I had never witnessed the kind of raw, unrestrained violence that my Uncle Z seemed to attract. Growing up in Gary, Indiana, I was no stranger to the realities of life on the streets, but the level
I strolled down the worn sidewalk of 21st Avenue, taking in the sight of the neighborhood known as the “Color Doors.” As I made my way past the weathered brownstone buildings, I couldn’t help
As I sat in the back of the police car, heading to the Lake County Juvenile Center, I couldn’t stop thinking about how my life had taken such a drastic turn. It wasn’t like I was some hardened
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