I have had a very difficult and interesting life
i left home at 14 years of age
i have been in jail as a youth and also as an adult
when i was freed at 17 years of age i ended up in a church and gave my heart to Jesus
it was a long road but my life turned around thanks to God and i went from very dangerous criminal into nice young man with a hope and a future
if i had not allowed God into my life i would be dead
when i was 19 my life went off course. and yes like all sad stories it involved a young woman. by the age of 21 i was no longer a nice person i was turning slowly back into the monster i had been before God helped me.
i had stopped going to church. started hanging around criminal friends from my younger years and i was sleeping around.
my grandfather passed away and he had left a small inheritence of $3000 ( $1800 US ) to me
i had not a cent to my name and my grandfather had meant alot to me growing up
i was 21 years old and i rang my uncle and asked him about the money. he said he would take as long as he wanted. i planned to get a gun and go have a talk with him face to face and see if he still felt like giving me the run around
i got scared. i knew i was going to do it. i went and bought a bottle of vodka and started drinking. i forgot why i was so upset and thought at least alcohol calms me down so i won't threaten my uncle. if he tells the police i will go to jail and i don't like jail.
so i became an alcoholic. 6 months later i get the money.
by now i am a wreck. giving me $3000 is like giving me a rope to hang myself.
i spent the $3000 in 3 days. i hired a car. i drove the car drunk. i crashed the car into another car on the wrong side of the road while being chased by the police at over 140km'h in a 50km/h zone
i had 5 passengers in the car. yes my car was overloaded.
i pulled over and allowed my passengers to flee.
i was so drunk i couldn't see properly.
i felt bad about the car i hit so i stayed where i was an awaited the police
the police broke my nose and beat me. they put a gun to my head.
they thought it was a stolen car.
i get out of the police station and that night in the same clothes covered in blood i walk into a church.
it was the first time i had been to church in almost 2 years.
i felt like crying. how had my life managed to get so f*cked up again ?
i was looking at going back to jail and i thought i would rather die than go back
sorry guys i am getting abit upset. maybe i will type the rest later.
anyways God has always been there for me.
I have not always been doing what God wants me to do.
Lost In Translation
**AUSTRALIAN STREET PIMP**
