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KAM POV

"Get off of me, get off of me"
That's all heard, my mother yell. The sounds of my father's fist pounding her face yelling, crying, and begging for help still traumatized me to this very day.
I remember that day like it was yesterday, a 3-year-old me sitting on the couch watching cartoons. My father walk in drunk but that wasn't anything new. He drank every day, my mother in the kitchen starting dinner. My dad walks past wobbling yelling to the kitchen at my mother.
"Why isn't dinner ready yet?" My father asks him to grab the vodka off the counter.
"Will, we just got home Kane, I been out all day trying to prepare for Kam's 4th birthday".
My father stop sipping the liquor and sat it down on the counter and said, "I don't give a fuck, where y'all was at all day why the fuck is their food for when I get home?? HUH? I work my ass off to provide for you and these raggedy ass kids and this is how y'all treat me?"
Before my mother could say anything my day push her face into the hot stovetop. Then proceeded to beat her. We never did have my 4th birthday party my mother was in the hospital for a week trying to heal.

"Kamron Harris"
I heard the nurse say, it made me lose thought of what I was thinking. Still, to this day that day hunts me probably one of the many reasons why I don't like my birthday. To be honest it's the reason why I'm in the situation I'm in now.

MAJOR POV

I sat in my cell looking up at the ceiling, just thinking about how I got myself in this position. Thinking where did I go wrong in life? My mind ended up wandering back to my childhood, a childhood full of evil, hate, and depression.
My mind wondering back when I was 7. Playing in the backyard with my brother I then heard my dad's car pull up in the driveway I remember the feeling of feeling helpless because I knew once my dad got in the house it was over for my mom.
I ran into the house, my dad just walk through the door already yelling.
"Where is shit, Tina?" 
"I threw it away, you're messing up our family by drinking," my mother yelled now crying.
Before my mom could even say anything else he pick up a knife and put it to her throat.
I remember my older brother Jaylen running in and pushing my dad off our mom. My dad then began to beat Jaylen and all my mom did was watch. No help, no cries for him, nothing. When my dad finally stop beating him my mom looked at him and said
"Stay out of grown folks issue."
When I heard her say that it felt my body up in anger, how could she say that to him after he just save her life? From that day on I didn't feel bad for my mom I looked at her as weak, and desperate. But that day also taught me how to hate.
"You're about to get a roommate, the Gaurd said."
"Okay"
"Why are you crying? I thought you were a tough guy ?"
I didn't even realize I was crying, but every time I think about that day it does something to me.
"Mango on somewhere nigga" I told the guard now getting up,"
He walked away but can back and brought the new dude who was my roommate.
"Hey, I'm Vonni,"
I look at this nigga like they gotta be playing with me, who thought I would be okay with a gay nigga being in my cell.
"Damn you can't speak back," Vonni said.
"I'm Major, keep all your shit over there and leave me the fuck alone"
"Damn you rude, but I'm leaving you alone I'm headed about you and a bitch I'm not going to end up dead fucking around with you."
"What you hear about me?"
"That you killed that girl and her boyfriend who killed your brother,"
I just look at him, I didn't say anything back. But it was true.  I did kill them ass all the anger I had inside I could hold it anymore.

Hey guys, I'm back!!!! So I know some of y'all might be mad but I'm going to rewrite some of these chapters I felt like I rush things too much the first time. But tell me how y'all feel about it!!!

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