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Anthony Herod

CHAPTER 5

The year 1987 I was thirteen, when i got my frist gun. Crack Cocain strated surging through our neighborhood like the plague. There was so...

Chapter 4

ANDY STOP F*CKING WITH THOSE HO'S I was twelve years old when i got my first twenty dollars, and that twenty dollars came from a prostitue name...

Chapter 3

SHES KILLING HIM! One morning back in 1985 i was 11 years old standing on 12th Yesler waiting on the school bus. There was...

Chapter 2

HE'S DEAD! MY BABYS DEAD! HE'S DEAD!!! There was a big fire in the field in the back of the projects, right next to the...