Testimony of Noah

Testimony of Noah

My name is Noah Voll AKA “AK”. I am from Fort Myers and born in 2000. When I was brought into this world, I had two loving parents. My room was decorated with wallpaper full of animals and Noah’s Ark. I did not grow up going to church or really knowing too much about God. Except for wearing a cross kept you protected and believing in God. I was blessed with a musical gift and picked up my first guitar at the age of 2 and 3. When I was 3, my sister was born. In 2005 we moved into a house in Cape Coral, Florida until I was about 6 and then moved back to my hometown. My parents fought a lot growing up and broke a lot of things in our house and in 2007 was when my whole life changed. My parents split up and my dad moved out to stay with his friend. And my mom started having mental health issues. I did not really understand at 7 years old.

So we would stay with my dad for a couple of nights out of the week and my mom’s house was scary when our dad wasn't home. One day my dad took us to breakfast before he dropped us back off at home and my mom was gone. The neighbor called our dad and said that she left with a car packed. And me or my little sister did not know where our mom was for about a year and a half. So my dad worked hard to support us by his self. He met a girl with a daughter my age when my mom was gone. We both had gotten in trouble for being curious kids and the relationship did not last long. When I was 9 years old I met some kids down the road. And we all skateboarded together. When my dad and their mom met, they hung out and my father is now married to her today. So I grew up with 3 brothers and 1 sister.

We purchased our house in 2011 and I tarted messing up in middle school. I had a clepto problem of stealing from my family. I was young and influenced by smoking marijuana but ever since I can remember I got whooped a lot very bad for my actions. And I never would learn. I was always a class clown and a rebel. My main issue was stealing money and buying weed though. And marijuana is a gateway drug because when you aren’t high you will want to substitute. I remember I bought 2 grams of a strain called Og Kush and it stunk up my whole house. My step mom came in and told me she would call my dad and tell him to kick me out to live with my mom. So the next day I was kicked out at 12 years old. And the first thing my mom did was smoke a joint with me. So I lost all of my guidance.

I continued 7th grade and then met my bad influence friend named Brandon. We instantly clicked and I started to sell drugs at school and rob other kids that I thought weren’t on my level. I always snuck out and never cared or just didn’t come back at night. Then in 8th grade I would skip school and break into multiple homes a day. I failed 8th grade and never have got to experience high school. I had to attend alternative school and I repeated 8th grade. I was 15 and still in 8th grade. When I was 15 my dad said he would shoot me if I came back to knock on his door. I just wanted to see my little sister. So I ended up breaking into his house and taking his gun. I was caught and questioned at some point in August of 2015 and I got my first PBL felony. “Burglary of an Occupied Dwelling” also “Grand Theft of a Firearm,” Grand Larceny and Petty Theft. I had a deal to take a voluntary drug rehab program called Vince Smith Center. I did not last 2 days before I jumped the gate and escaped. I walked home in the pouring rain.

I kept catching paraphernalia and possession charges but would only do 24 hours or get released at first appearance with the desire to get home and smoke a blunt. I got with an older girl in December of 2015 and she was 17 years old. She had a car and a job but I caught her cheating on my friend Brandon, so I was left with trust issues. We lasted only about 4 months. And one day when I was coming back from court my mom was chewing me out because of the stress I had put on her. And we argued and cursed at each other. Me and my grandfather got into an altercation right after and I left to a friends house. When I returned home, I had to sign an injunction on myself and did not have anywhere to live. I was 15 and homeless. But I ended up living in this girls car for a month and then we both moved out to her mom’s house.

I was exposed to drugs like Xanax and Oxytocin and Codeine Promethazine. I always tried to numb the pain every day but I couldn’t. I ended up going to a program in Okeechobee which was a level 6 and I stayed 11 months and 1 week. I got out on July 10th, 2017 and I couldn't stay on track at all. I did not even go to school. I was 17 still in 8th grade so I chose to keep smoking and popping pills. I was robbing and stealing all of the time. I went back to the detention center several times. I could not stay out of trouble.

I used to go on the run by myself and just sleep in friends closets. I ended up going to DJJ in March of 2018 and was not allowed back out for a probation violation. I got sent to a level 8 program in Defuniak Springs on May 25th. I got released on April 29th. I started putting my rap music on Soundcloud, I was making music about committing crimes and selling/doing drugs and shooting at people so it was really negative but at the time I thought it was cool. I just kept sleeping with different girls all of the time and robbing people.

On Friday morning, August 9th 2019m I went on an armed robbery spree and I robbed a woman at an ATM machine and then robbed a gas station and one more after that. So I am in prison for 3 armed robberies and 2 simple robberies, also aggravated assault, aggravated battery and shooting in a dwelling. I woke up in the county jail with 12 charges and a 1.3 million dollar bond. My public defender came to see me about 3 weeks in and told me that 30 years would be a good deal. I instantly was losing hope, but I remember this old guy used to come preach the word to me and tell me to trust in God, but I did not understand.

I ended up getting put in a cell with the same kid I was at DJJ with as bunkies in 2 bottom, and we were in DJJ in 2 bottom in 2017 as bunkies. Both of us were going to prison. It opened my eyes and I understood that stuff was serious now. I ended up taking a plea for 15 years on July 12th 2020. I got to prison on August 25th. I instantly started smoking K2 and just lost hope for the future. I felt stuck and did not care. All of my friends were disappearing. I used to make knives all day just to support my habits and eat at night because I was pretty broke. God always put people around me to help me and treat me or hold me to a higher standard so I wouldn’t be at the bottom of the barrel like the rest of the junkies. But I was worse I felt like. I lost my self worth and hated people. I battled with suicidal thoughts and in February 2023 I got stabbed in my face by my bunkie and was about to get into a knife fight but people helped break it up. But I know that was God. About 2 months later, I had another incident happen that changed my mindset on how I looked at God.

I was in the dayroom and this gang member started horse playing with me and these other dudes in the same gang had just moved in. We started arguing about something and he ended up pulling a knife on me and my bunkie grabbed the back of my shirt and told me to go in the room so I sat down on my locker and my bunkie locked the door on me. I was very angry but I remembered in the county jail that someone told me he reads Psalm 91 every time he is in trouble. So I read it back to back for a couple hours. And my bunkie ended up coming in the room while I was reading. He said “Damn lil k, you reading the Bible? I like that” and he took his rosary off his neck and put it on me and said I could have it.

Then he asked if I would like to go to church with him tomorrow, which was a Sunday. So we went at 9:30 am to the open chapel. They said that “they would be saving people today” so we could come up to the front at the end and get saved. We were asked to bow our heads at the beginning and I had looked at the row of seats in front of me and this guy had a Covid 19 mask flipped over with nothing on it on top of a Bible. And then I closed my eyes to pray and when I got done I looked down and saw the same mask flipped over with “"Psalms 91” written on it.

This is not a coincidence and I know that God had spoke to me and gave me faith in my heart. And there would be no way that I could deny Jesus Christ being my Lord and Savior.

That is my testimony.