By the time I was nineteen, I was extremely bitter, angry, volatile … violent. I had become a kleptomaniac I was addicted to stealing everything around me. I was heavily on drugs and had really pushed everybody out of ...
- Tisa's Story
When I was about twelve or thirteen years old I heard my grandfather say, “The only good white man is a dead one.”
- Herb's Story
Carrie prostituted herself for drugs. As a registered nurse, educated and articulate, she never expected to go so low.
- Carrie's Story
My father took a baseball bat from the corner of the room and started beating my mother over the head, face, and upper body.The darkest day of my life was the day they lowered her body into the ground.
- Ealum's Story
From the very beginning my real dad told me he loved me, but left. He may have loved me, but I don’t know. Then a step dad came in, and said he loved me and my mom, but would also tell me to not tell. It started with fondling...
- Lori 's Story