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I got married when I was fourteen years old, had my first baby at fifteen, the second at
seventeen. My husband abused me for six and a half years, but I had two babies and no job
skills and I felt trapped. I tried hard to maintain my home so that my own children could
have the stability I didn’t have growing up in foster homes. But now my children are
being raised by the mother of the man that abused me. All of my dreams
faded with the reality of a violent relationship reaching that fatal point. And then they
threw my life away in court. After I was convicted I made a resolution to learn the law
and find out how this could have happened. I earned my paralegal certificate and worked as
a law clerk at the prison library for two years. Now I’m working on a writ and hope
to get a new trial. I’ll never stop trying.
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