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How The Streets Killed A Young Man

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My dad sold crack and got murdered at 22. My main role model in life was in the streets, as were almost all of my peers.

I started attending Eastern Michigan University at the same age my dad died; luckily I did because the older I got, the more tempting the streets became.

But I never gave in.

Now, I’m a 27-year-old black man with no criminal record and a bachelor’s degree. I wasn’t supposed to make it to the point I’m at now with the hand I was dealt.

But I did.

College isn’t necessary to become successful, but I have learned a lot through this journey and I am grateful it got me out of the situation I was in.

You can’t tell me I’m not winning in this game we call life! 💪🏾