After the fight I was insane. I was running for my life. The whole barbershop was following me.

The gun went off accidentally, I didn't even know it went off. Even when I heard the bang, I didn't know it was me.

As soon as I set foot out the door he hit me with a combination. He's a boxer or something.

I got involved in many illegal activities with my friends because my life had no direction then. I used drugs whenever I could and even went to jail once.

Life equals running and when we stop running maybe that's how we'll know life is finally finished.

Dad worked his entire career as an aviation technician. Mom was a legal secretary who became a teacher. We lived a simple American life.