Being on the both ends of suicide is something that I never thought I would ever experience by the time I was 22. On August 5 2002 Â was the starting of all the bad things that would happen in my life. I can still remember everything about that day, I remember exactly what I was doing and I can still hear ever word my uncle Darien said to me that day. During that summer he would always come over and hangout with me until I had to go to football practice. He was like my older brother I looked up to him in so many […]