‘That’s not my son.’

I’m upset because that is not my son in there. Who I saw is not my son. He’s in there for something he didn’t do. The cops took down a description after a shooting for two guys, dark skinned, 6 foot 2 and 6 foot 3, and they arrest my son, who is about 5′ 7″, and his cousin, who is smaller than me (5’5″). It says so in the discovery. He didn’t do what they’re pinning on him, but he’s been in there since January. I visit him, and it’s not him anymore. He is just torn up by all this. He says he doesn’t have anything to live for, that nothing matters. People are trying to fight him in there, he’s not eating. He doesn’t want to live. That’s not like him. It’s not how he was before all this happened to him. And I worry what more time in this place will do to him.

–Tonya

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s