April 1st, 1987. After four months of warfare in the county jail, I entered a courtroom that was deathly still. Scheduled for me: A life sentence for first-degree murder. The plea agreement was for the state to drop the multitude of charges I had racked up for one life sentence. Looking the judge directly in the eye as he began to read, I stated, "April Fools, MFer " I'm not copping out to sh--. I could literally hear the silence howling as the sound of horror began filling the air and the courtroom's occupants gasped for breath Laughing, I said, "Just kidding. You may proceed, judge." Shaking his head in disgust, Judge Clanton remarked, "There's something wrong with you " "Yeah, okay, whatever." However, in my heart, I was thinking, What is wrong with me? What went wrong? I mean, I was a good kid, raised in a good home, by good parents. How did I get here? This book is an account of "what" can happen if someone continually chooses to do wrong, my struggle to regain "who" I was, and the power of forgiveness as a faithful and just God reclaims what is His.