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Full story: I was 22 at the time. My sister (27 or so at the time) had a beautiful baby girl right around age 3. Since she was born I was in love. Buying her outfits and toys and watching tv with her all day. One of my fondest memories was helping her eat Cheerios one morning and her wrapping her hand around my finger and just giggling. My sister had a scumbag boyfriend of 2 years, who went to college with the real father of my niece. I always knew there was something odd about him. My niece started acting real funny and one day when my sister was dressing her she noticed something wrong with her private area. She took her to the doctor and they said there was evidence of wrong-doing (swelling etc) but no penetration. We immediately went to the police and they launched a full investigation. CPS took my niece while the investigation was underway. Towards the end, I was sure that my sisters boyfriend had done it. I was at the club with my buddies and when it was almost last call I decided to walk back to one of my friends house to crash. Behind this grocery store parking lot on the way home I saw the piece of shit walking under the street light. I was tipsy and just went off on him. He got in my personal space so I pushed him and followed that with a punch. He fell backwards and hit his head on a stone slab (at the end of a parking space) and didnt get up. I remember it so clearly. I immediately got to my friends house where I was parked and instead of crashing drove the couple miles home.

Over the years I've went over this night a thousand times.

I didn't intend to kill him. There was malice and intent to harm though which is all that matters.

One violent thing will always stand out to me. There was a smaller guy, kept to himself, real quiet guy. One day he accidentally messed with the wrong person. At meal time somebody picked him up and slammed him. It felt like it happened in slow-motion and I froze because it was so loud. The thing that sticks out the most is the noise, the sound of his head cracking. Blood leaked out slowly then it came faster. That was the day I really realize that you can't fuck with these people. Surprisingly there wasnt an extreme amount of really violent things that happened.

The funniest thing was when this buddy of mine stole one of the guards caps when he took it off and marched around imitating him. We all got sent to the hole for 2 weeks for that.

Incarceration should be about reformation not punishment.

Extremely.