My name is Martina Correia and I am on Death Row in Georgia.
No I have not murdered anybody, never even been on trial. I am on death row because that is where my brother lives.
Death Row has been for me and my family a living nightmare. As the eldest of five children I have always been responsible for protecting my siblings, and I keep wondering what I could have done to go back in time or change past history.
My father died of pure depression and grief, my mother prays and prays and prays and cries and cries and cries. Late night phone calls terrify us, prison visits elate us, and death is always upon us. They say we are on the side of the murderer; we have been treated at times like criminals.
We temporarily lost our place of worship, we lost friends, we lost jobs but we never lost faith or the unconditional love of Troy, my brother.
We became the invisible victims, the tormented, the shamed; we became the enemy of the state.
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