The Miracle Child: Life without the possibility to see daylight

By Errol Scott

The MIRACLE CHILD Is a very impactful story about a kid who went through life and all its complications. At a very young age he overcame near death experiences due to negligence of his parents. He grew up in a single family households raised by his mother. She had struggles of her own that she had to overcome so he was stuck wit

• Language: English
• Publisher: Errol Scott
• Release date: Sep 17, 2023
• ISBN: 9798988732617

Errol Scott

Errol Scott AKA MPR Riche Rich The Goat is what you would by all means call a go-getter!Money, Power, Respect Muzic Group (MPRMG) is all about empowerment and hasdone a great deal of giving back to the black owned business in Atlanta, Ga. Riche Rich Grew up in a family of five on the West side of Detroit, Michigan. Rich developed a hustler's mentality early on while caring for his siblings and making sure his family was always fed. His trials havehelped him evolve into a man with a humble spirit and a business mind,ready to seize everything the world has to offer him. Rich's influence in the Urban community is well respected and hismentoring of the youth is widely known. As a father himself, Rich has a soft spot for children and strives to help them make an impact on thefuture. Since the discovery of his passion for writing, Rich has been ableto use his talent to open many avenues of success in realizing his dreams.Beyond music, Rich also operates a podcast, has made contributions to the art of filmmaking, is an author, editor, and producer as well as having ventures in marketing and engineering. He is also known for the goat horns he wears on his head made from his dreads. The guy with the horns that everyone one refers to and many others have duplicate the look because it's so amazing and different for someone to see in person. His discography includes: The Mailman Has Returned (2015), TheMailman: Why Would I Stop Now (2016), and The Mailman: Take Off, release in 2018. His hit single "Live in the Moment" released in 2021 with the famous quote "Granny We Made It" has taken his career to new heights. He has also authored a book titled, " The Miracle Child Life Without The Possibility To See Daylight". Also he is working on another documentary about his life. He's been featured on No Jumper, Worldstar, Before they were famous, Source, All Hiphop .com, This Is 50, Drinkchamps, Snoop Dogg, Hype Magazine, Dj Akademics, ShadeRoom, Say Cheese, Vlad Tv, XXL, Off The Porch, Lyrical Lemonade, Genius, Million Dollar Worth Of Game, LA Leakers, BallerAlert, Breakfast Club, Funk Master Flex, Sway in the morning and many other blogs and media outlets. He's worked with Dmx, Soulja Boy, Kodak Black, Fat Joe, Trina, Boosie, Young Thug, Fresh The Clowns, Icewear Vezzo, Big Herk, and many others artists. Riche's entrepreneurial accomplishments include a fleet of five branded vehicles bearing the Money Power Respect Muzic Group name, ownership of two buildings with event spaces, two recording studios as well as a CD production company, graphic design, marketing, and promoting companies, along with photography and videography. Aside from music, Riche Rich aims to provide employment opportunities within his community. Throughout his accomplishments, his ups and downs, highs and lows, he still remains humble.

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Contents

Chapter 1 Where Is My Life

Chapter 2 Awakening

Chapter 3 Grandparents

Chapter 4 No More Excuses

Chapter 5 Experiences

Chapter 6 Recovery

Chapter 7 My Dad

Chapter 8 Family First

Chapter 9 School

Chapter 10 Champions

Chapter 11 NBA

Chapter 12 Life Changes

Chapter 13 Mesmerized

Chapter 14 The Ride

Chapter 15 The Thought

Chapter 16 Love At First Sight

Chapter 17 Meeting The Paren

Chapter 18 College

Chapter 19 Fraternity

Chapter 20 Team Player

Chapter 21 Flashback

Chapter 22 Celebration

Chapter 23 Can’t Believe My Eyes

Chapter 24 The Clean Up

Chapter 25 Coming To Jesus

Chapter 26 Appreciate Your Life

Chapter 27 My Purpose

CHAPTER 1

Where Is My Life

Where is my life? What happened to all I had? How did I fall in the trap? Who can I depend on now? When will I ever see freedom again? Never!!! My life started in 1987, born to a crack head mother and a drug dealing father. I was six months old when I had my first taste of crack. My mouth was numb, and I was getting rushed to Martin Luther King Jr. (MLK) hospital to the intensive care unit (ICU). The doctors didn’t know if I was going to make it after I swallowed an eight-ball of crack I’d seen on the bed. Now, how are my parents going to explain that? All hell is about to break loose! Who was to blame, my drug dealing father or my crack head mother? Take a good guess! A nanny who didn’t exist and somehow no one could ever find her. I was taken by the Child Protective Service (CPS) for the next six months while they investigated the issue. They never came up with what happened, so they gave me back to my parents. They still don’t know how I made it alive with only minor complications.

Everyone said I was a miracle baby. I’ve looked at pictures and lab results, so I know I was supposed to be dead for sure. I had more tubes and wires hooked up to me then a hybrid engine car. Furthermore, I read the newspapers stating my heart stopped 103 times and I stopped breathing 75 times, but they never gave up on me. Not only that, but I have to thank those doctors and the grace of God that I’m alive today. Likewise, I must say, MLK hospital has given life to one who had no life left.

For my first birthday, I had more toys and baby things than a kid could ever imagine, I’m just reminiscing about my baby pictures. I had every kid helping organization in the world giving gifts to me, even all the way out of the country. I had things to last until I was a teenager, and I should have never wanted for anything. Furthermore, I was the kid growing up with a Mercedes-Benz waiting for me to be able to drive. Whatever year I was willing to learn how to drive would be the year I would receive it. My life was made from just being born after six months on this earth.

Every year after my first birthday, the same abundance of gifts came in. The crazy part is, as soon as it came in the front door, it went out the back door faster than it was received. My mother sold everything she could get her hands on just to get her next hit. It was her way of living and her standard of life. She was overjoyed that I made it to my next birthday and Christmas. Christmas was the end of the year and my birthday was the middle of the year in June. She would divide all the gifts up according to the months to come, so she could get high whenever she wanted. As the years went by, I had gotten older, so the gifts became much pricier and worth much more. By the time I was five, I had received over 2 million dollars worth of gifts.

My father walked out on my mother when I turned 3 because she wanted to avoid getting help. He couldn’t get custody of me because he had never gone out to get a job to show he was stable. He was too caught up in the drug game to even worry about me or my well-being, in my eyes. Furthermore, he probably wished I would have died that day. Then he could eliminate me from his conscious and have no strings attached to my mother and her crack baby.

My mother told me he got a DNA test on me when I was in the hospital on my deathbed because he wanted nothing to do with me. When he found out I was his, he kissed me on the forehead and said, I know one day you will wish you had died today. The only reason I knew his exact words was not because I heard them and remembered them myself. It wasn’t because my mother or even the doctors who were there that day told me. Nor did my father later on in life tell me what he said; I watched it come out his mouth with my own eyes.

The day before I became legally blind, I saw my father lips say each word on a videotape that was filmed the day he was in the hospital looking over me, nearly dying. I found the tape in a box of Super Nintendo games that I was about to sell to a collector of video games from the late 80s, early 90s. Written on the tape was The Closest to Death One Has Ever Been. I thought it was just a mere movie that came out, and my parents liked it, so they recorded it on a tape. I almost sold it with the video games because VHS is well out of date, but I just so happen to have a DVD/VHS player, so I put it in.

To my surprise I see me, my mother and my father. It was from the day I was in the hospital, hanging on for dear life. I can see them saying my heart has stopped. Next, my breathing stopped, and they began doing everything in their power to keep me alive. The scariest part about it is they pronounce me dead. Everyone is in a state of shock because for five straight minutes I’m dead. All of a sudden, I started moving, I was back. They yell, He’s alive, He’s alive. Then, the tape went blank and when it cut back on, I see the time and date on the clock and calendar to be three weeks later. My father was standing over me and his lips are moving, but you can’t hear his voice. So, I rewind the tape and read his lips, he said, Die now or one day you will wish you had of died today. I look at the calendar to see it was twenty-one years from the day he said that and the exact time and date. May 17th 1988 at 9:17 p.m. and my clock was at 9:17 p.m., but it was May 17th 2009.

I felt my heart skip not one, but several beats, I couldn’t believe my eyes. I fainted that very moment and didn’t wake up until later that day when the man who wanted the video games knocked on my door. To his surprise, it was open, and he saw me lying on the floor with the remote control to the VCR/DVD player in my hand. He said I was as stiff as a box, so he tapped me a couple of times, then he reached in his pocket to grab his phone and proceeded to call the police.

As he was on the phone providing the details, somehow I woke up. He asked, Are you okay because you were definitely dead upon my arrival, you were not breathing or moving. I had my eyes open, but I couldn’t see. I started panicking yelling and screaming I can’t seeI can’t see somebody help call the police call the ambulance my vision is gone. I started knocking things over swinging frantically, beating on my head and rubbing my eyes. I asked him, Who are you and what have you done to me? He replied, I just got here; I’m Larry, the collector, I came to pick up the games. You were stretched out on the floor, remote in hand, with the TV on pause. There’s a baby in the hospital with what looks like his father standing over him.

Yes! Yes! That little boy is me, now I remember I must have dozed off. No sir, you were not sleeping, you were just as dead as a door knob. I don’t understand Larry, can you please do me a favor and rewind the tape and tell me what that man who is supposed to be my father says to me.? Ok will do, it looks as if he’s saying to try now or Sunday you’ll catch fish for dad on Monday. That made no sense, read it again and make sense of what he’s saying. What I saw was, die now, or one day you will wish you had died today. Oh my God! Yes, that is what he said, how would you have known that if you’re blind? Yesterday I could see, well, I had 20/15 vision. I think that seeing my dad say those words to me made me go blind. It also made me pass out to see my father say such hurtful and cruel words like that to me. You know I’m known as the miracle child I’m not supposed to be alive, I swallowed in eight-ball of crack cocaine at six months.

CHAPTER 2

Awakening

At the young age of six years old, I started learning jujitsu as a hobby to pass time after I got out of school. My mother didn’t have to pay for it of course because I was the miracle child, so everything was free for me. Even at six my mother hardly ever spent any time with me, she was so happy that there were things like karate and Bible study to