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"I got into buying drugs from the mafia in New York and selling drugs on college campuses. Just raising all the hell that I could at a young age."
They took me to the dessert out in Tucson, AZ and tried to make me dig a hole. They were going to bury me in the hole. So I told them; “Kill me and dig it yourself.”
In attempt to find out how to best answer the girls we started reading the Bible together, and listening to Christian radio. We didn’t attend church for a while. Christian radio was our church.
We got busted three times within three weeks. The last time we got busted was with felony possession. I was sentenced to eight years in prison.
"I had an ankle bracelet put on and I couldn’t drink. That year was the greatest year of my life"
I had never prostituted before and I was going to go down there for the first time and do it.
My dad committed the crime of first degree murder on August 14, 1996, which is my birthday, and he went to prison.
I was moving around twenty, thirty, sometimes forty pounds of marijuana a month. I was eighteen years old. I had money. I had friends.
My husband helped me a lot. He cried. He prayed. When I would go back out and do wrong again he would come looking for me. He would forgive me.