Hello my name is Carla and I have so many people reaching out wanting to know what happened and how they can help. So today I will tell my story. On March 23rd I received the worse news of my life. My son Nickolas had been shot 7 times and laid in critical condition at the Med. My world as I knew it was crushed and I didn’t know what to expect. When I saw my son for the first time all I could do was cry. I asked the Lord to Please save my baby and keep him here with us. Nickolas sustained multiple injuries to his vital organs and had undergone 12 surgeries. He stayed in the hospital for 16 days, and on that 16th day his body grew tired and God called him home. I am hurting because my son’s life was cut short at such a young age (19). He will never be able to father kids, he will never be able to get married he will never be able to live out his dreams, and that’s what hurts the most. If I could trade places with you son Lord knows I would. But God needed you more. As me and my family tries to put the pieces back together and bury my son I ask family and friends to make a donation so that I can give my child a proper burial. Thank you & God Bless!