Arianna Taylor, you would she has it easy. Coming from the family of the well-respected Taylor's. The grass isn't always greener on the other side. To the naked eye, she seems like she lives the American dream. Wealthy family, nice things, perfect grades etc. Yet you wouldn't dare to think that same suburban girl has issues of her own. College is her escape or so she thinks. New city, new faces, new world. Will college be what she hoped for or will she be sidetracked by a feeling she never expected to feel? Tristan Hill, star running back, stunning smile and charming personality to match. He practically rules KU's campus. All the girls want him and guys want to be him. Problem: Tristan isn't all what he portrays. One night changed Tristan's life forever, a night that still haunts him to this day. A night he will never forgive his self for. Will Tristan's past continue to haunt him or will he allow someone's compassion change him into a better man? Time Can Only Tell...... *Please BEWARE that this was my first story and isn't exactly on the same level as my recent work. It is UNEDITED so there are a million mistakes and plot holes just so you know.

I decided to write this memoir for my kids. Kalina, Braylon and Bryce. I wanted them to know how I grew up and what all happened when I was a child. Maybe one day they can sit down and read this little book and remember MOMMA. I want to also apologize if this memoir offends any family member, every one has their memories of events in their lives. Let me tell mines as I lived them and as they were told to me by other family members during my lifetime. This book is filled with traumatic yet funny memories of my upbringing. It's a tell all from what I went through, in my eyes not anyone else's. Hope you enjoy reading this as I've enjoyed writing it. It's not meant to seek pity, instead it's written to shine light on the real problems of society. poverty, single moms, the damage due to drugs, incest, abuse and most of all, origins of brokenness. We all have a story to tell, mine is of survival. It didn't happened to me it happened for my good. God is good!! Be blessed.