“The place where I grew up had police signs at the gate saying ‘no-go area’. My father was a truck driver but whatever he earned he invested in alcohol and my mother was the same. My sister was the one who brought us up and she was the only person I looked up to really. Juvenile officers used to stop by occasionally to check on the kids in the area. They used to talk to the ones who were outside. One of them stopped my sister a few days before Christmas and asked about our situation at home and my sister told them the truth; that we didn’t even have money for food not to mention gifts or a Christmas tree… I was twelve years old and I clearly remember that Christmas morning. Someone knocked on the door so I jumped up and I ran to look out the window and I saw these big boxes in front of the door. I called my sister and we opened the door. There were huge boxes filled with all sorts of toys, clothes, foods, everything! My favourite was the skates with those wings you could attach to your elbows. I said to dad, ‘Dad, there are gifts at the door’ and he was like: ‘Shut up you!’ I said; ‘I’m not messing’ and I grabbed a few toys to show him. He asked who was at the door and I said there was nobody. A few minutes later one of the neighbours came over and asked if everything was okay because she saw a police car leaving from our door. As a kid, I remember feeling happy and excited but I also felt sick because I was already robbing cars and did a lot of bad things… It took me a long time to understand why they left the gifts in front of our door.”
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