His cousin was trying to get some other boy and shot Troy (my baby’s father) thinking it was someone else. The gunshots just kept on going. He got shot nine times. All he was saying was, “I’m gonna be alright. I’m gonna be alright.” And his eyes just closed. I wanted to get an abortion after that because I was just thinking, “How am I going to do this?”
I’ve been trying my best to pay my rent. It’s been a struggle; it’s been hard. I can’t let myself go down. I can’t be in a shelter with five kids. My kids are going to get depressed. Who knows what can happen? I always say I would never give up on my kids.