Hi my name is Deedee and my child was murdered and I'm so lost with my son gone. Joseph was 18yrs old when he was shot and killed by his own so call friends, and my life has not been the same. I remember the last thing he said to me before he left was mom you ok you need anything, I said no and he kissed me and told me he love me and boy I wish that I could hear him tell me that again. I get so mad at myself cause when I had Joseph my job was to take care of him to love him, so I find myself very upset cause when my son was in danger I was not there to help him. I heard that someone had got shot down the street and right at that time my heart was hurting really bad, me and friend went down the street and the street was close. In my heart I knew it was Joseph I never felt the way I did I saw a man and I told him that my son was coming down this way and I didn't know if it was him so I told him what my son was wearing, he said the kid was wearing the same thing but he can't say if it is him yet it took 8 hours to say it was him. Never in my life did I think my child would go first why not me. I know how it feel to lose your own child and its something I would not want anyone to feel.