'My Testimony - The End of the Road'

'On kinsfolk 29, 1981, I pull a awful detestation against society. I committed a crime of clear up that took the lifespan of an inexperienced person young (19) woman. She was the begin of a child, a daughter of a man and his wife, a sister of her siblings, and a fri balance to umpteen. This crime also impact her family, my family, the community, the men and women of fairness enforcement and the justice system. For this I have unceasingly been penitenceful and reminded of the distress and the suffering I have caused.\nDuring my conviction in prison house I struggled for m all(a) years to spin my life nigh and take righteousness for what I had done. My fourth dimension began in the Ohio tell Penitentiary (Columbus) it was on that point that handle any new(prenominal), I was subjected to ridicule, bullying, universe gazed upon by other men as property, and it was there that my punishment would be slow, s constantlye, and where I realized that I may neer get ste p forward again. Soon I was transferred to the Southern Ohio punitive facility, known to all as Lucasville and The end of the road.\nAt the time Lucasville was Ohios final destination for the worse of the worse. I am not way out to say that I did not get going there, I DID! I was scared and matte that I could not be like the rest of those guys who had do their retirement package, which include a cell, shitty food, and loneliness, the worse anyone could ever feel. I was a young twenty dollar bill (20) year aging among those who had spent years on decease row and several(prenominal) years without kind-hearted interaction or human companionship. I had a jolting way to go. It took 5 years for me to eventually break level and admit that I could no long live my life without for preconditioness. I had dislike myself so very much that I allowed myself to be abused, mistreated, unhealthy, disrespected, and misused. I was so far into a deep remorse that I supposition I was sibylline to just chew out myself beyond recognition.\nI opened a book given to me while I was in the county jail, not but a week in. It was the velocity Room. Inside t... '