Drama Memoir

I, the ugly black kid, unwanted by an unknown father, sold for crack by a drug-addicted mother. I, the ugly black orphan who wept for love, yet no one cared. Who cried tears of blood that stained my soul with its pain. I, the ugly black orphan. The one who was raped and beat by the ones who claimed to love. The black boy who the government told: "No one will adopt an ugly black kid so learn to act white.”

Fishscales was written with the intent of bringing awareness to the brilliant mind-set of inner-city cocaine dealers in the United States. The purpose of this book is not for it to be used as a blueprint for perpetuating street crimes, but a plea to American politicians, policy makers, lobbyists, Congress people, senators, governors, and taxpayers to pay attention to the socioeconomic factors of the inner city that lead to a cocaine dealer’s state of mind.

My name is Jermaine Hill. I’m from a small town in Alabama called Eufaula, and I am the man who created this story. My audiobook is a reflection of my life and I call it my life visionary book, which symbolizes my life in each story line I may present to you today. When I was younger, I could never understand what the word "life" meant to me and how to live it with the best of my abilities, not having my father around to show me how to defeat those demons on my shoulders. That is when I created the man behind the story.