On March 7, 2017, I was shot while my daughter was on the bed at the time. She was nine. Did I know this person? Yes, we had just started dating … I told him not to buy the gun the day before he did. I told him he didn’t need it, but clearly he did it anyway.
I was from out of town, coming from Dallas to visit family and friends in Mississippi! I never in a million years thought I would get shot in front of my daughter. It changed everything. It left me paralyzed.
I asked him earlier that day: Did he want me to bring him something to eat? He said yeah, so I did. We left from his friend’s to go to his house. An hour later, I was shot.
I had his phone because mine was dead. I felt a bullet hit me — a very loud ringing noise was all I heard. My daughter was screaming. I tried to get up, but I couldn’t. He moved me over on his lap, his brother came in the room and picked my daughter up, and 911 was called.