When Will I be Free?

 

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 Sparx was my boy he had my back plenty of times we were like one man one army, I remember it was on a cold night in January 2nd, 2009 he had bought a gun showing it to me telling me ”no ones gonna mess with us since we got a burner” he didn't know how to handle it so when he pointed it at his face checking the barrel he accidentally pulled the trigger... I sat there with him till the police came but when they came all they see is a dead body a gun and a Mexican....they took me to EastLake Juvenile Hall...first night was the scariest. Inmates banging on the walls throwing up their gang signs yelling out who they were and where they’re from, I cried my first night couldn’t let nodbody ever know that. I spent the next few years in and out of cells....everyday I worried when will I be free?

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