Cameron Jackson

On March 1, 2017, around 1 or 1:30, I had just finished cooking my mom’s breakfast. I went to my room and was getting my clothes ready for work the next day when there was a knock at my home door. I went to answer the door and was shot three times in my mouth: twice with a .40 caliber, which shattered my jawbone, and once with a .45, which amazingly ricocheted off my collarbone. Now I have half of a hip, to replace my jawbone.