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About Kris Barringer
Since my first of many to come books is my autobiography title "Behind Every Smile" as well as my second book title "Walking Testimony" that'll be released Jan. 2018 I don't need to describe myself. For I'm now an open book to those who shall read my books. Thank you.
Behind Every Smile
Genre: Non-fiction, autobiography
"When it comes to an individual some can be defined as a statistics while others are made to stand out backing up the definition of unique. Statistics says I should have died, statistics said I was supposed to had suffered from down syndrome. Statistics also said I wouldn't be able to walk nor talk as well as having my mom mentally prepared to bury a child by the age of 5 however our GOD said otherwise. Every statistics that was thrown at me never prospered instead, the exact opposite happened and what the doctor's didn't expect to happen fortunately actually happened. However I did struggled with my disability but not how others assumed I'd struggle for it was more of a mental struggle than a physical struggle. Although I'm labeled as a disabled person my appearance may, will and shall fool you and throughout this book (and more to come) it will tell you why you should never judge a book by its cover regardless of who or what that person may appear to be for looks can and will be deceiving."
After explaining the situation to the judge and letting her know that I needed to take my chemistry test in two days, she let me go that Friday after I was processed in. Before I could leave, I was put on home detention. Probation required me to go home every day after school. I was not allowed to go anywhere with anyone, besides my mother, my probation officer, or grandfather, Papa Toby. Since I was scheduled to take the test that next morning, the school’s probation officer took me and other students, including her son, to take the test at Central Catholic High School. After the test, the probation officer took me home, but Mom was not there. So, she dropped me off at Papa Toby’s house where I spent the night. I went home Sunday night.
Less than 12 days later, I was back in the same place after coming from Meka’s house where I got my hair done. Mom called the police again. The only reason I was at Meka’s house was to avoid getting hit again. After my hair was done, I went back home. To my surprise, Mom offered me some ramen noodles. As I ate them on the steps, I was greeted with more police officers who escorted me back to the detention center where I finished my noodles before being processed in again.
I thought I would be released, but I had another think coming. Going to court the next day, not only did my mom not come, but I was sent back upstairs where I watched a movie called Precious. After the movie, I was in my feelings. During recreation time, I stayed to myself until a staff member started talking to me. Like an overflowing cup, I poured out everything that was going on at home, from beatings to starvation, to having to steal food just to survive. She let me talk to a social worker. I cried telling her the same story. Since Christmas Eve was the next day, I knew I would be spending the holidays in jail.
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