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Ongoing, First published Jan 26, 2015
"Jamesha Seiku Taylor, the court has ruled in favor of the plaintiff. You are now sentenced to 5 years in jail with no parole on two counts of possession of a deadly weapon with intent, grand larceny and endangerment."...Those words were ones I'd wish I hadn't ever heard. Looking back at the expression on my mother's face knowing she'd tried and prayed to keep me from this exact moment. I never thought it would lead to this, and I'm sure to say that was my downfall. A fall I'm not quite sure I'll ever get up from.
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