Witness

About the Book

“Knowledge is understanding and accepting things that make us feel uncomfortable, with an open mind for change, tolerance and acceptance. Once you learn how to appreciate all things, people and their differences, then you can learn to truly love yourself and see the world in the light that it should be seen. We are all equal regardless of who we are, who we love, what our colors are, our languages, our religious beliefs. God created us in His image and if He created us this way, then He is perfect in His own right and He is superior to all and He has the final say of all things. Embrace our differences and encourage tolerance and love so that this world can be a better place for everyone living in it.”

About the Author

Steven Paul-Germané was born in Los Angeles, California June 28th. He currently commutes between Fayetteville, Arkansas and the DFW area in Texas, calling South Arlington and Mansfield his home. He attended the University of Arkansas, Fayetteville. Mr. Germané has written several books with four being published and available in eBook form or paperback. He wrote this book while working on his Storm Series at the same time. It took him about a month to complete it with the exceptions to revisions and editing. And just like all of his other books his real name appears throughout it periodically and certain dates with significance can be found throughout all of his works. In his spare time when he’s not writing on his books, he likes to sing, play piano or just take in the beauty of being outdoors and nature. Mr. Germané likes writing about things out of mainstream, giving voices to those who otherwise wouldn’t have a voice with his characters taking on a positive role at times as well as a negative role and also deal with issues that people don’t like dealing with because of their inability to accept our countries differences. “Come out! Come out! Wherever you are!” the voices sounded tantalizing me. Their voices were close to me as if they were standing right over me. “Here kitty, kitty!” one of the goons mocked. “Come and get this milk you pussy bitch!” he kept tantalizing me. “I’mma feed you this dick like I did that faggot and his faggot bitch,” he let out. I heard them say, I got away; but they knew where I lived and where I worked. And it would only be a matter of time before they found me and then they’d do to me what I saw them do to my friends. It was horrific and I had to find an ally, someone to protect me and someone to help me bring those assholes to justice. I was the only witness presumed alive at this point.