Criminal Life

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Criminal Life

      I grow up in a wrecked neighbourhood. There were drug dealers everywhere, killing every day, and sirens every minute. My parents were drug dealers as well and I got caught up in the drug dealing business at an early age. I were there way of transporting drugs. I never knew that is was wrong until that day I was behind jail gates. At that moment I reflected on everything that I did to the hour now.

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judycolella

I appreciate the raw honesty. We may not have the ability to choose the life into which we're born, but somewhere along the way, God makes it available for us to choose a new one for ourselves, one that leads to a blessed life now, and a glorious hope for the future. It takes a special kind of heart to be willing to listen and learn when the Father calls.

I think it would benefit many people for you to continue this story.

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anonymous061

Thanks for your opinion, and I wouldn't stop writing the story, i'm actually going to continue it.

judycolella

Excellent!

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