You may know me from travel books, but this one is about how, at fifteen, I was forced to live on the street. In what trouble I found myself and how I later got out of it. All my life, the past held me—one way or another, it was my prison and it controlled me. This story became a healing medicine for the pain, helping loosen the grip squeezing the heart of a child who was once left to live on the street. Contains profanity.