When I was five years old, I got sent to foster care because my mom was abusing me.
Right when I got there, I thought everything was gonna be ok. In foster care, I got abused as well. I was not a bad kid. I was never out the normal. I did not deserve it. I was boxing since I was five years old so that when I grew up I could have things. Even though I was five years old, I still knew what was up. I was a Silver Gloves state champion at the tender age of ten years old. Fast forward to now, I have been getting targeted by staff. They have been messing with my mail.
Not only have I suffered from child abuse trauma, but I even got told one day by staff to go look for my bubble sheet where we sleep when it is supposed to be in school getting graded. I have been trying to stay in school so I can get a GED and I also want a degree. Since I have been in prison, I lost my mom, my aunt, my grandma, and my little cousin committed suicide. My favorite color is blue. I love Chinese food. I like long walks. I am a good dude.
