In the Beginnin. . .

I wuz born on May 7th to two lovin parents. . .

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I grew up az many young kidz did. Learnin about life and most of what it has to hold, some of the upz and most of itz downz!! But for the most part I had it good. . . We lived in a big house, had a nice yard. I even had a sister to play with!!

There are a lot more photo'z of me younger HERE!

NOTE- I love my sister Very much. . . But az we got older we grew apart. I think it was when I started to realize that I wuz not like all the other kidz. . . There wuz something very differnt about me! Although it was not detectable. . . I knew it deep down, but az we all do. . . we run and hide from it, cause no one wants to be different!!

We left Jamaica when I wuz bout 8 to come the the U.S. I still to this day don't know why! We settled in CT and I wuz to start school that winter. . . My mother told me that I wuz a warrior from the first day that she looked into my eyez. I didn't understand what she meant til my first day of head start. The first day of head start I wuz sent home for fightin. . . well really tryin to kill this little boy for callin me a african booty scratcher because of my accent. It would be one of many fightz I would get into about the way I talked. Bein Jamaican and a small child in school wuz tough. People tend to make fun of what they do not understand. Rather then fightin, (killin) all the kidz in school I decided to stick to myself and a loner wuz born that day. . .

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