It Could Happen to You

CAN you remember those times when you awoke and were unable to get out of bed unless you knew where there was a drink hidden around the house? The day that I went on the drunk that-landed me behind the walls for fifteen years, was no different from several hundred others.

When I started out that morning, it was just another day. I didn't have any idea that something would happen that, in my warped way of thinking, would cause me to go berserk, cause me to forget myself to the extent that I would want to do harm to other people.

Arriving at prison, I was entering a way of life...

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