A Compelling story of triumph and Survival against the odds, Cold Soul speaks for a lost generation of African-American children growing up on the streets across the nation. One women's story of transformation through self-determination and empowerment will shed light into darkness.
At age 13 Nadia Shakur sets out on a journey down a path of darkness while struggling to find her light. Consumed by drugs and sex, one little girl will fight for her survival while breaking the chains of self destruction in the african american community. At the edge of death comes a story about a new Life.
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I walk outside and light up a cigarette. My legs are sore and my vagina is aching which tells me Sunshine had a good time while I was knocked out. I hated this life. Staring at the stars I asked God for a way back to sanity, back to breathing. I asked that the next time I’m knocked out that I not wake up. I stayed to myself and tried to not be noticed by anyone. One night Sunshine came to drop off the desserts for us. He handed me my bag and said it wasn’t cut so go easy. I laughed to myself at the thought of going easy on anything. I had the ability to go hard at everything I did, good and bad. It was an unfortunate trait I think I inherited from my mother. I took my bag and went into the corner while the other girls got to theirs. I noticed Dot had changed over to heroin. I was shaking while I poured out enough for two big lines. I didn’t think about the color or how strong it smelled. I wanted to numb this pain immediately. The minute I inhaled I knew something was wrong. My brain exploded in agonizing pain. I felt myself locking up and I knew I was dying. Finally … I saw the girls running over to me and screaming for help. I couldn’t tell them I wanted to die and it was ok. Blood was coming from my mouth and my nose. I never overdosed before but I knew I was. The last thing I remember was a piercing,agonizing pain spreading from every brain cell to muscle and screaming voices. I hope I awaken to angels and not demons.....excerpts from chapter 18 Cold Soul
The true story of Cheryl Pierson Cuccio who made headlines in 1986 and her husband Rob Cuccio. Cheryl was abused sexually and physically and Rob died for 43 minutes on Cheryl's 43rd birthday.
This is not a drill. The attack on Pearl. They were the ghost planes of the night, deadly, illusive, sharp-clawed Black Cats. The Memoirs of ARM H.P. Lawrence, a Pearl Harbor survivor, Black Cat, and decorated war veteran.
Join me as we travel together on the road called "Aging." I will be sharing my personal experiences with you and offer ideas on how we can better navigate the complex byways of our older years. Grief, healing, generations, ancestors, and more.
