by Stephen Oatley

Created on: January 26, 2007   Last Updated: May 05, 2008

I am a felon. Or thats my label. When I was seventeen, I stole two cars and went to jail. But I am not one of the "bad people." It's hard to find reasonable employment, (I work in a pizza place.) Its hard to meet people, and when you finally do meet someone and you might be interested you decide that now is the right time to tell them that you are not an angel, and then everything falls apart. They come up with excuses on why they can't chill, and you finally get the clue after your fourth unanswered phone call. It's you. I walk down the road and I see someone and I automatically think that they are judging me. That they know that I am a "criminal". I see them hold their purses tighter. Well, yeah I have made mistakes, and those mistakes led to more mistakes, and more mistakes, till I finally figured out that the path I chose was infact the wrong path. I have righted my life. I am now a college student. I have my own apartment. I have a full time job. I just started my own company. Most people say they would never think of me as the type of person to go to jail. That I don't seem like a 'bad boy'. Well, thats because I am not. Infact I am now an angel. I dont drink, drug or even jaywalk. I just do me.

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