Hector Santana
My first recollection of being alive was of my father attempting to commit suicide. At the age of five I was being sexually abused and was the victim of bullying and ridicule throughout my school years mostly because of a handicap. While all this was happening I displayed a talent for writing and drawing at a very early age but was never guided by anyone to pursue my talents. At the age of seventeen I had become my father’s son and attempted to end my existence. I succeeded in failing back...
