Ebo Sosa

It's a half an inch away from your spine.

You were just running.

Yeah.

Shit's crazy.

While the adrenaline was rushing, I felt still invincible.

But by the time I got to the hospital, that shit was aching bad.

That shit was aching bad.

They finally came back to the room.

They was like, man, literally, if it was a half an inch closer or a half an inch deeper, you would have been paralyzed because it was right directly on my spine.

So they was like, but you will be able to walk.

You're good.

So the first two or three days, I had to use a walker.

Just slowly just walk and then I progress and then I get good where I can walk, but it hurts like hell because it's still a wide open wound.

I end up getting out the dorm.

I mean, when I get back to the prison, they take me to the hole.

They take me to the hole because I didn't tell who it was.

So they just know I was in an altercation, but they don't know.

Who's the other person?

So I ain't tell on the person that stabbed me or the person I fought or none of that.

So they're like, oh, you don't want to tell?