Jolt Country

At the end of 1st grade, my family moved from Virginia to our new home in Arizona. We had to get rid of our kitty, which isn't so bad, but my stepdad thought it would be a good idea to take the kitty to the pound in a black trash bag. Of course, I was in the passenger side of the car, and the trash bag kitty mewling at my feet.

Sgt. Tibbs gave me the scar I have on my right hand.

I miss my kitty.

-Alicia Gonzales

That's nothin'.

My dad thought it would be a good idea to take me to Cuba in a black trash bag.