“I swear, whatever you tell me won’t change the way I feel about you. Your past is your past. Everyone has one and you can’t change it.” “I know. I just wish I wouldn’t have hurt my mom and Cobie so much. The first time the police brought me home I could see the hurt all over my mom’s face but at the time I didn’t care. I just wanted to numb the pain. When I was younger I didn’t have a filter for my anger, I was much worse than I am now. I had been at a high school football game when a guy started running his mouth and I snapped. I tackled his ass and slammed his face over and over. I was pulled off of him by a cop and escorted off the grounds. They took all my information then drove me home. I just escalated from there. Started out with one fight and before long I was in fights every day. My freshman year my grandpa talked me into going out for the football team. I hadn’t played ball since my dad was killed. I made Varsity and was the only starting freshman on the team.
