Angel Dust: Autobiography Of: Jeffrey Mcwilliams
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Angel Dust - Jeffrey McWilliams
Contents
Face It
The Therapist
Angel Dust
Roll-On
Fast Forward
My Brother’s Keeper
Rewind
Hot Spot
Lost Love
Man 2 Man
SKU-000592934_TEXT.pdfDedication Page
Angel Dust is dedicated to the memory of my little brother who passed away at eight months old, my grandmother Mildred who raised me and my mother who was not only a role model that showed me how to provide for family through blood, sweat and tears, but who also taught me the elements of survival. Although many people didn’t know how strongly my heart resenting her for years, due to the physical, emotional and psychological abuse that I incurred during my childhood. I now understand that even through her struggles and trying to figure out how to raise children; her tough love made me into the man that I am today.
image001.pngI give an extra special thank you to my grandmother Winny ‘Gwen’ Johnson who is always encouraging her grandchildren.
I also dedicate this book to my loving children, who are inspirations to my soul. They have been the core of my life and constantly give me the will to fight for a better way of living. It is my eternal prayer that they grow into productive men and women who can change nations for the purpose God gives to them.
Thank you all for teaching me how to love unconditionally.
~ Jeffrey ~
Face It
SKU-000592934_TEXT.pdfChapter 1
The family and I were inside the house enjoying the day. Laughing, joking around, and playing cards. I can still remember the delicious aroma illuminating from the kitchen as my sister was frying chicken.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door, as I looked out the front window I noticed that it was one of the guys from the neighborhood that would often come by to get his afternoon smoke on’.
However; when I opened the door something else confronted me, was staring me in my face. It was Black! Slinder and Full of Rage! Then it opened its mouth three times simultaneously desiring to make its presence known. First with the power of hell’s fire blowing a kiss to my right cheek. Secondly, striking my back with the strength of an eagle as it spreads it wings in flight. Lastly, its final words grabbed hold of my right leg with deep penetration as I could feel the fierce wind blow pass my bones.
My sister began screaming at the site of the blood flowing from my body as the gunmen leaped off the porch and sped away in the black caprice that was driven by an accomplice.
I made a decision that this would not be my day to die. I was determined that like everything else in my life; I would conquer the fact that the enemy was trying to take me out.
As my sister held me in her arms, eyes full of fear, concern and despair I began to reassure her that I would be okay. I went on to tell her to calm down and do exactly what I say.
I’m about to call an EMS
, she said frantically! In return I calmly said, No! that will take too long, call someone to come take me to the hospital now
. As we were speaking my baby mama and a close friend of mines were pulling up.
They all began to help me to the car. I looked up into the sky and within myself held a private conversation with God. Although my lifestyle did not reflect it! I knew within my heart that I loved God and he loved me, and this was not my day to die.
With blood streaming down my face, from my back and leg, I stared out the windshield of the car as my baby mama drove like a wild woman (blowing the horn as she ran through red lights, plowing through stop signs, and turning corners with tires screeching) to get me to the hospital as fast as she could.
Once we arrived at the emergency entrance doors the last thing I remember is seeing doctors and nurses running from every direction towards me, as if they were waiting for me to arrive. Then my eyes began to get heavy as I had no control to keep them open any longer. As my body went into an unconscious state, my subconscious heard one of them say, ‘take him in here’ then swiftly everything went dark and silent.
After a week I awoke, and anger gripped me as I lay in the hospital bed unable to move a muscle. I could hear the doctors conversing in the left hand corner while reading my chart. One of them was stating that I was paralyzed from the neck down, while the other doctor was pointing out that there was still a possibility that every part of my body would come back into proper alignment and complete functionality.
Tell me what’s going on
, I yelled from my bed that was covered in white linen sheets with what looked to be doves imprinted on them. Oh, you’re awake
, they said. While coming over with a little flash light looking into my eyes. The shorter dark haired Asian doctor who had