I'm going to start with my father never wanted anything to do with me. He left before I was born. I was raised by a single mother, and my grandparents. My mother wasn't the best by she still is my mother and I love her. I was raised in the Collinwood neighborhood it was predominantly black but I was part of the few remaining white families left. Our property had two houses one in the front (my grandparents) and one in the back (my moms). I did my best to stay out of trouble but occasionally I found my way in to it. I went to the same school from kindergarten to eighth grade made good grades and got in to a good high school. But along the way there were a lot of things that shaped me into the person I am today this story is the truth nothing you will read will be made up or blown out of portion.
