Torry Terry
Bio
Thirteen years as a Correctional Officer with many talents
Stories (2/0)
THE LITTLE BLACK BOOK OF A GRINDER
I was 16 when it happened. One day, one instance forever molded me to the man I am today. You see I was on the fast track to either a casket or the penitentiary. I grew up without a pops and mom worked way too much to keep tabs. I did my own thing since I was about 9, that’s when the color was added to the outside of my book. I began flying solo in a sense and was introduced to the streets by my cousin Jonathan a.k.a. Jon-Jon. He was a few years older than I so naturally I looked up to him. Jon-Jon was about 13 at this time if I remember he became a part of my everyday life. He was my care taker turning the pages in the evenings until mom came home from work. Jon- Jon’s mom was a junkie so Nana had custody of him for as long as I could remember. When she went down he came to live with us in our 2 bedroom apartment.
By Torry Terry3 years ago in Criminal
From Book To Movie, Envy, Jealousy and backstabbing antics from your closest friends!
Hated on with a smile Chapter 1 GROWING UP Crows flock with Crows, Doves flock with Doves and Pigeons flock with Pigeons. Once you start getting a mixture of breeds in one flock, destruction is sure to happen! This is how it was with some of these slime ball ass niggas and females who I thought were my friends and down bitches! It all started when I was 12 years old playing Optimus football in the city. Miami was Miami, and if you have lived here you would know what I’m talking about. I’m the real Chilly Willie and this is my story growing up in Opa-Locka. I had friends at the time, which were my homeboys Bemo, Peanut, and Rich. Although all of us were friends, Bemo was my best friend at the time. We did it all together. We went to school dances, talked to hoes, and looked after each other’s family. If they got into trouble I was there to help, and if I got into trouble, they were there to help me.
By Torry Terry3 years ago in Criminal