BAD COMPANIES RUIN THE GOOD MORALS

  It was about one month ago when I was involved in a certain group/gang. Our gang used to do unworthy things like stealing, Beating up children/bullying insulting people careless and many other. In our district, almost everybody knew us and our mindless behaviour. We used to steal other people's motorcycles and go with them then later we would return, but the good thing in our gang we did not use any drug. We were about seven boys and three girls. All of us were from humble backround so, many people got fed up with us and started advising and counselling us but all their words went to deaf ears. So, until one day when we got an accident where I broke my little fingure, my wrist and had a deep open wound near my knew, I decided to change my behaviour and live a normal life. I decided to go back to the life when I was called a good boy and everybody liked and admired me.


Location: Juba, Migori, Kenya