There we were staring at each other. With each second I regretted wanting to know about his past. “ Look we don’t really have talk about this, right now.” I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear about. I wasn’t sure if his past would change my view of him.
He sighed as he tried to find the words to say. “ I was going through that teenage stage. Moms and Pops marriage was falling apart because of moms drug problem. So many fights in our house the cops were there almost every week. So home became hell so I turned to the streets. I joined a gang and it still was hell but it just a place where it seemed like people cared. He paused, hesitant to go on. Then I married a girl and she lost our baby but I wasn’t in love with her I married her because s
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