I spent two years in prison for my brother. He and his pregnant wife had caused the accident. But my parents begged me to say I was driving. They promised they would repay me when I came home.
So I did it.
I gave up two years of my life for my family. Two years behind bars while my brother stayed home with his wife, building the life that should have fallen apart the night of the accident. Every single day in prison, I repeated the same thing to myself: It will be worth it when I get home. They’ll remember what I sacrificed for them.
That belief was the only thing that kept me going.
I spent two years in prison for my brother P2
