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After this , I was surprised to have mom and dad let me move back into thier house. They had every reason not to. I had not shown them an ounce of respect when I lived there before. But I have awesome patents. Also I should put this part in too ; my brother and I used to fight like there was no tomorrow, now we get along better than I ever remember. Most of the fights were my fault too, I have a great brother too.  Back to the subject at hand. During my rebellious years, my parents were having their share of troubles too. My dad was drinking alot and mom was considering leaving him. They lost a grandaughter in a terrible accident, things were falling apart. So , moms sister (my aunt betty) asked my mom if she would like to go to church with her. Mom did. Mom immediately saw something there that she wanted , the peace and joy of Jesus. Mom asked God into her life. Shortly after some time and alot of prayer for dad , he also gave his life to HIM. So , there I was ,unsaved doper living at home with Christian parents. It was rough for a biker to live with his parents. No sleeping in, no buddies over. Worst of all : my parents prayed for me. They didnt even try to hide it. In fact moom used to go into my room when I was out late partying and pray for me to be safe . She once told me she could feel the evil in that room, that it was the coldest room in the house.One night I was out partying at a outdoor party. I had lots to drink and smoke . A friend introduced me to a new thrill freebasing cocaine. It was nothing like I had ever felt before , I was flying. I was so high that I didn't know what I wanted to do. My heart was going about 100 miles per hour I felt like I was going to die. I went into the small cottage where we were partying and fell on the floor . I woke up about 2 days later not sure of which day it was. Continued here.

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