At this point in time, I was on the run from both West Virginia and Ohio. I couldn’t pass a drug test and to be completely honest, I didn’t really care. I got away from them for quite a while. Until one day someone gave my location to the police and they came to pick me up for a parole violation. At the age of 19, I was once again incarcerated in DYS. My daughter had to come visit me in a prison visitation room. I’m just really grateful that she was too young to remember, but unfortunately I remember. 3 months later, I was released and for the first time in a very long time, I was a free man. This didn’t last very long though.