One day, I'm come home from school. I was in sixth grade. I was 12 years old.

It was towards the end of third grade for me. I can kind of remember my mom telling us

like right when she picked us up from school. And I'm just sitting at the table. My mom,

we're going to start talking and then she said so. We're probably going to have to move

soon.

Hey, we're moving. And tomorrow's your last day of school. And I said okay.

I told my friends just real casuals like I'm leaving. I'm moving. Where are you going?

I don't know where I'm going but this is my last day at school.

I remember just sitting there. I didn't know what to say. And she sort of instructed me.

This is what you have to tell people. This is what it's going to be like. We don't know we're

going to move yet. We're going to have to change our last name. And we're going to need to do in

the next few days. I didn't understand the full scope of what was going on at all. I understood

that we were leaving. I didn't understand like not coming back. It didn't hit me.

My mom explained to me that they were working for the government. She was working with the FBI.

The FBI was like a family to us. They knew my kids, they grew up with my kids. My kids grew up

around them. It was like an uncle. There was bad people after us and we had to go into hiding for a while.

People call it witness protection but it's not really known as witness protection officially.

It's known as witsack witness security. The FBI called Witsack. They come. They were two or

three of them. They explain things to you, your options, how it works, how it's done.

We'll have to pick a different name. We're going to be a new person. As long as we were as a family

the kids and us, it doesn't matter where we want to go. If I'm going away, we're all going away.

Not this thing where one stays behind. We're all going. That was always my philosophy, all of us.

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