That night I was gang raped by five men. I was so ashamed and so embarrassed. I felt like it was my fault. I blamed myself and I didn’t want to tell anyone.
"I started my speech to the parole board by stating; ‘I’m guilty of murder too, and the father of the person I killed forgave me and welcomed me into his family. So, who am I to not extend that same forgiveness to her?"
So Mom looked at me, [as the oldest, I guess] and she said; “What should we do?”
We used to sing a Kirk Franklin song called “Lovely Day.” The song is about being down and not feeling good, but there is a new day, lovely day, because we’re going to be with God. We sing that song, sometimes at our church, ...
So, this brush, I lit it on fire and as soon as I lit it, it exploded and the flames just went in my face, it totally engulfed my body.
Then they gang raped me. I came close to dying that night.
I had a little New Testament that I used to bury in the ground. That was the only thing I had to read and I didn’t want them to take it from me.
I had a little New Testament that I used to bury in the ground. That was the only thing I had to read and I didn’t want them to take it from me.
We gave my son a choice to go home or stay on vacation. He said, “I want to stay on vacation.” The whole time we were there people walked up to us saying, “I didn’t realize I would come on vacation and see a miracle. When you...
I went to go see him two years ago. I was going there for all of the wrong intentions. I wanted to fight him and just get all of my rage and anger out on him.