When I was 2 or 3 years old, and was told "no" by mother in store, I would get whoopings in the store bathroom.
Moved from grandmother's house to Auntie Net house in East Oaland on Parker Street.
Started Elementary school at Parker Elementary. I was in Ms. C's class. She was hella mean but was a great teacher.
Met "G" and she molested me in Ms. Pat's house two doors down from my house. I was just starting to get into trouble at school. I was in the second grade and had just finished Speech. I moved to live with my dad, my momma and grandma's house on 84th and D street in the deep (deep east Oakland). My brother was in middle school and I was in the 2nd or 3rd grade. That didn't work so we moved back to my auntie's house but was there only for a minute then we moved to the West.
If told "no", I would start tripping. I was spoiled by my mom. I got everything I desired. It was hard for me to hear "no" in school. When I got home, my mom would whoop me for getting into trouble at school. When she would try to talk to me after, I would zone out.
In the third grade at Prescott Elementary in Mr. Briggs class.
In the 4th grade in Ms. Wright's class. A boy named Allen and I fought all the time about stupid stuff. We were best friends. He moved that year. Had problems in school. I changed my dress to "GQ" style and got teased for being gay. I got good grades, was in band, football, and was a circus clown. I was into girl at this time.
I first ran away in 4th grade. I had got into trouble at school and was afraid that my mom would whoop me when I got home. I did not go home that day. I went to the park and library instead. I was only gone for 5 hours.
I got into regular fights at school with classmates.
While in Green Valley (West Oakland), I saw someone get robbed. I was "stuck". i felt bad for the person but started thinking that I could get a lot of money if I did that and I could get away with it.
Started to want to live alone and be by myself, so I went on "mini runaways". I would find money somehow or people would give me money.
Kicked out of band for going off on classmate and teacher. I could not attend an event that was important to me
I started to make money off of scamming people. I would claim that I was a part of a basketball team. It was dangerous and would get chased and people would threaten to call the police.
During this time, I began to runaway for longer periods of time (3-4 months) with my patnas. We would stay at hotels. Even though I was the youngest, I tended to be the head honcho.
One day, I missed the Bart train and had to sleep outside at a bus stop. During the night, I saw homeless white people. They looked clean. That is when I came alive and became more attuned with my surroundings. I became determined to make money out of fear that I would end up like the homeless.
During my runaways, I would do my homework because I didnt want to be dumb.