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Then it got to where I was breaking into her house. Then I started buying checks from people, and forging people’s names on everyone else’s checks. Then the burglaries began.
Really, I wanted to die. I was doing all the things that were killing me anyway. I had so much pain, hurt, and hatred I didn’t know how to process any of it.
I never paid for gas. I never paid for my food; not even at convenience stores. I didn’t pay for the cokes I got. I would steal cases of beer at time, leather coats, my Prom dress.
They took me to the dessert out in Tucson, AZ and tried to make me dig a hole. They were going to bury me in the hole. So I told them; “Kill me and dig it yourself.”
Bam! They hit me in the face with this metal baseball bat. They asked me again; “Give us your money! Give us your money!”
As you can imagine, I got very depressed. I pulled my car in one of those garages and tried to kill myself.
Within four weeks, I had lost my husband, my house, my job.
"I had an ankle bracelet put on and I couldn’t drink. That year was the greatest year of my life"
Running drugs by age nine, worth half a million by 15, TJ later vowed to kill eleven men associated with his brother's murder. But when he picked up a bible in his large home with many security cameras, a supernatural force a...