Category: Life Stories

by CT, Sacramento I swear this is the hardest part and time of my life. I never thought I would be here on December 7th, 2021. This day is far more important than any day of the year. Three hundred sixty-five days and this one day I was supposed to do something special. This is my daughter’s first birthday! No one can understand the pain that I have today. I’m supposed to be there and I’m not. I was supposed to be there to help blow out her candles and give her kisses all over her beautiful face. I miss

JJEM, San Mateo Previously on “My Life”, after Steven had a seizure, he was unconscious then three minutes later he woke up out of the blue, but he wasn’t himself at all. When I sat him on the bench, he was just mumbling to himself and he was whispering whenever he talked to us. He also started vomiting and Georgie brought water for him because I asked him to so he could drink. Then I asked Georgie to look for the ice cream man so he could buy us something to eat. But when he came back, he said he

by G, Sacramento Everyone at one point in their life faces some sort of difficulty. That’s just my life. My father died six years ago, when I was eleven years old. And still just thinking about that right now makes me panic. I can’t stop the panic. I can’t think, I can’t breathe. It doesn’t stop and I try to ignore it and I get angry and sad and hopeless, and it doesn’t stop.  Cut, burn, scratch myself, pain, and it helps it to stop. My dad was nice, my dad was caring. I loved my dad.  I remember I

by JJEM, San Mateo Alright got that out of the way, so let me catch you up from the last time I left off on my story. I left off on the part where my friend Steven had a seizure and Georgie and I thought he died right in front of us.  Also we three were under the influence of alcohol and we were also high, but Steven and I were also under the influence of what you people know as LSD, and not the “mushrooms,” but also known as paper/gel tabs. I hope this story helps you understand how

by Julius, San Francisco By way of introduction, my name is Julius. I am a 19-year-old Salvadoran, Native American, and Black young man who was born and raised in San Francisco, California.  On March 25th, 2002, my mother gave birth to me at St. Luke’s Hospital, with my father right at her side. Unfortunately, my father would be in and out of prison, leaving my mom on her own to raise my brother and I for most of our childhood.  Living in a single mother household can be very challenging for a kid growing up in the city, especially when

SLATTAL, San Mateo I ain’t never read Harry Potter before, but then again, I never really read on the outs. I picked up Harry Potter last week just because. Honestly it’s a good book so far. I used to think if you read Harry Potter that you were a 100% nerd! It’s crazy how my perspective changed about this book because it’s actually really interesting.  Another thing I’ve tried was the fruit on a cactus. You would be surprised how good it actually was. I can’t actually explain how it tasted but it was very good.  Something I would like

by Stitch, San Mateo I had court a couple of days ago on Tuesday. They still want my case to be transferred to adult court but my lawyer says there is a good chance that won’t happen, though I still have to wait another couple of months to see what will happen. I am determined to get my freedom back, I know it will take some time. I can do time, though I just have to be patient and stay busy. I really won’t take my freedom for granted ever again. I’ve been down damn near six months and to

by Mando, San Mateo It’s been a nice week because I got more letters from my family and they sent me some birthday cards. I was reading them and wanted to cry, but I didn’t.  My mom told me my PO is goin’ to retire in a week so she goin’ to do my report on this court date and be done after that. I don’t want a new PO, I been with this PO since I was a little kid and I feel like this new PO is just goinn’ to think I’m a bad kid based on my

by Giovanni, San Mateo One of the best times in my life was when I took a trip to Yosemite with my girlfriend. It was last year on October 18th. It was our one year anniversary. I’ve been planning this for a couple of months but I never told her. I woke up at 7am that day with my bags packed. I called my girl’s mom letting her know I was gonna pick her up. I ended up driving there and woke her up. I remember her waking up and staring at me like, “What the hell.” I ended up

by B, Sacramento In my eyes, my story will tell you everything I have been through. People say they feel my pain, but they couldn’t. Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I see my past and it hurts to think about it, even envision it. But my eyes tell me everything.  I mean people can look in them and see mad hurt, but they can’t see through them. My eyes would say I had been hurt and I want to love. I done did things in my life that I can’t take back. And that I seen my brothers