Criminal's past

Hey, my name's Mark, I'm 25 years old. My life was not as good as you, I grew up in the ghetto and the school I went to was full of whores and gangsters, I would get into a lot of fights, and would get beaten down because someone would grab me from behind and knock me out. Then someone would call the cops and cuff me down into juvenile detention center. My aunt would bail me out after I call her, she had the same past as me, and she would take pity and most of the time would not tell my dad. I'll be telling you about my past and every detail of what happened.

As the police turned off the camera, they said, "Don't miss a Thing." and escorted me back to my room.