Chapter One
My earliest memory is a pretty messed up one possibly more messed up than seeing a dead defenseless animal on the side of the street. My earliest memory is of when my grandmother got arrested for dealing drugs. Of course, at the time I didn't know what was happening but i do now. All I remember from that evening is seeing my grandmother dragged out of her house in the middle of the evening with four falshing lights surrounding my face and blinding my eyes each and everytime they spun around the top of that cop car. I remember seeing this and telling my mom i was imediatly told to go into the house. I also remember peaking through the window and being as confused as a child could be. Little did I know the next time i would be seeing my bestfriend would be behind a cell.Ā
