Reviews for Project Alert Group Homes Inc

I was headed down a troubled path in my early teen years..11yrs old I was droped out of school stealing driving cars for fun then by 14 I was heavy into gang banging involved with guns n fighting.in between these years my younger sister been shot following my footsteps.I been in juvenile hall at least 4 times..they thought I was rebelling from my past my parents split when I was7 .I witnessed abuse in many forms.my mother suffered many years of abuse I use to wake up by being stomped on the head frm my parents fighting I would take my brother & sister put them in our closet until it was safe..over the years we moved cuz my mom just couldnt make it trying keep a roof and feed us..we got evicted but my mom would find us a place and we had eachother to get through ruff times when my dad wasnt locked up would come and be there but alcohol took over his life through out the years.my mom and dad loved us they just had hard life both there moms died when they were young.they never had some one to love them.thy met at 16 had married and had me by 17.I could remember early days when we were just kids being a family mom n dad worked took care of us we had a good life when my dad didnt come home and drink and then a world upside down soon came for us..well by age of 12 I became a ward of the court.many counselors asumed I was reacting to being sexualy assaulted ..happen twice in my life my grandfather had touched me where a grandfather should never touch you.but I kept quite over the years fear of hurting my dad relationship with his father it was all he had in life growing up.that was never a reason why I ran the streets at 11 my dad best friend took my innosense but not my sanity.he was convicted 8yrs..but my life took a turn once I started using drugs.I was heavy into lsd.overdosed and found on the corner in a yard unconscience ..I was in the hospital to week to make a run for it I tried cuz I was good at fleeing..but I had awarrant n cops were coming to take me home..juvinile home ..my po.had come to visit me and practically had tears in his eyes he asked me to give this grouphome a try just stay for awhile.cuz if I didnt he was expecting to prepare for my funreal services.cuz I belonged to the system..no matter what so running wasnt gna get me closer to my brother n sister.I was accepted into Project Alert group home..I came in a hard core gang banging carstealing professional with a gard of steele up.I wasnt a trouble maker but I had no problem geting into it ...I didn't fear much accept never geting home cuz redding was 3 hours away frm sac.I gave it a try in thoughts of by doing the program I would eventually make it home.but I had no idea what being a ward of the court meant.I stood with p.a. for 3yrs..I learned what it was like to be stable and safe in a home.made close relationship with teen girls I would never even speak to before..I learned to love school I played volleyball made the team .joined performing arts and danced for school n elderly folks.I joined ROP TOOK EARLY CHILDHOOD EDUCATION..I ENDED UP WITH FOSTER PARENTS THT GAVE US A HOME AND ACCEPTED US FOR WHO WE WERE.I HAD CAME TO KNOW WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO LIVE AND LEARN LIFE SKILLS WITH OUT VIOLENCE DRUGS AND DESTRUCTION..I HAD A CHANCE TO LEARN WHAT RESPONSIBILITY WAS AND MORALS AND VALUES BECAME MY WORLD..HAD I NOT BEEN IN PROJECT ALERTS CARE I WOULD OF GONE TO MY DETH BED I KNOW IT IN MY HEART THT MY LIFE WAS SAVED AND I HAD A CHANCE TO BESOMEBODY IF I WANTED..BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE ...THEY SAVED ME FROM DYING THANK YOU PA..DONNA M SANDOVAL