To understand my story, you must know a bit of my mom’s. Sherry, my mom, was only 16 when she had me, and while my father continued

She named me Bradley Currie Jenkins, giving me her last name because her boyfriend, my dad, wasn’t interested with me...

...In that time, race was a pretty big issue, with African Americans having spent the past decade fighting for their civil rights...

When I was six years old, I sat in a chair and pretended to nurse my dolls. I was very conscientious with them as I cared for their...

My father was registered as a sex offender. Over time, my father lost all rights to see me, while my mother’s supervised visits were...

. My mom moved us to Detroit, Michigan where she later married her second husband, a man who, unfortunately, would beat her...

However, one piece was always missing: my mother. She committed suicide when I was just eight months old, so everything I know about...

My birth parents, Katie and Taylor, were only 17 at the time, so, after staying with me for two nights, Taylor carried me from the...

Though the city was tinged with gang violence, I roamed the neighborhoods without fear; a free-spirited soul I was. After playing outside...

I had read in the Bible about miracles, but I had big doubts about them ever happening to me. Because of my beliefs, I was always...

I had a normal, Catholic upbringing. My mother’s family was Irish, and my father’s family was Italian, creating a melting pot of heritage...

I peeked inside to see my father destroying everything in his path. He was on one of his drunken rampages again. My mother was trying...