I was the monster under the bed.
The boogie man in the closet.
The one my own mother feared because I was born with a condition that caused her to abandon her responsibilities.
At least that was her moniker for me.
Ghana, the monster.
The one my crew called Gruesome.
I joined the Motor City Rebels motorcycle club at nineteen. Learning to ride was my only escape from my reality, and if it weren’t for them, life for me would have ended a long time ago. They showed me life outside of my pain, but I still felt empty… Until the day I ran into Doctor Autumn Blake. The woman who turned the monster into a hero.