Chapter 1: Memories
Growing up I had a lot of battles not only with myself but with my family. Everybody had a mind of their own. My parents were very strict but allowed us to see the world. We traveled our eyes saw the different between the poor and rich. We saw the lack of love that family's missed from self-egos and when there is love how many doors can open. The relationship's with my brothers were different I didn't see eye to eye always but loved them I wish they knew it more. My mother was very strong, hard worker and protected us. There a saying "never mess with a mothers cubs". My father was different he never showed his emotions just worked and had a lot of knowledge. When I had a question he had a crazy saying "when you get older you will understanding". That made me so mad when he used to say that, I felt like just tell me the answer. Looking back I'm glad he didn't tell me everything it allows us to learn. Life is about finding your own path and know who you are. It wasn't perfect growing up but I was happy.
Chapter 2: Long Distance
My name is Devon Hardy I'm 33 born June 6 at 6 p.m. take a look at June and the rest of the numbers give you something to think about. I remember when I was 10 my world turned for the worst when my parents got a divorced. I didn't understand why but I had to accept it. I remember the arguments waking me up from my sleep. I remember the coldness from the door opening and closing from my parents walking past each other as Mom worked during the day and Dad working at night. No more family dinners, traveling, talking, and loving. Hate replaced everything we became that broken household. I remember the day hugging my father one last time not knowing when I was going to see him again.
Chapter 3: New Beginnings
Moving to a new place was the worst meeting new people, school, and accepting my new step father. I hated him growing up. He was the type to not say much, love my mother and forced to respect him. I didn't want to accept the fact having two fathers. It wasn't going to happen, I called my father every Sunday after church just hearing his voice made my world better. Life was different I hated the fact not able to hug, talk, travel, and listen with him. My father was my superman I walked in his shadow it allowed me to have a hero. I felt since my step father came into my life mothers love died down. I wasn't able to talk to her no more. I held a lot of pain and questions within. She said a saying to me "I'm the parent you're the child "that was the answer for everything. Since I didn't have the family or parents when I needed them. I had to learn from my own mistakes becoming my own counselor. That life is not health you grow a big chip on your shoulder. I had to make a choice to accept that broken house hold or create my own.
Chapter 4: A Fallen Hero
I was happy when I was able to move back with my father. Feeling like my questions were finally going to get answered. It's good to dream but what happens when your dreams don't come up true. The man I once called superman turned evil. My father became an Alcoholic it hurt me. I felt like I moved from one broken home to another. I felt like he made his own kryptonite. It wasn't the same man I loved.
Chapter 5: Sacrifice
I was 18 at this moment having to make another choice become the creator or the victim. I made a choice to become a police officer that day. I wanted to change lives, wanting to make hope for broken homes. For the first time I felt like I had a mind of my own. Not following the footsteps of my parents or my brothers but creating my own. "A thousand miles start with one step" throughout my journey of life I learned that once to make a choice don't look back. You can't live life with regrets. It took me two years to become a police officer but I did it. My next step was to go back home and show my family the man I became. It's funny how life through you curve balls I turned on the T.V. and saw my family died.
Chapter 6: Fearless
Going back to Philly was the worst I had to see my house that I grew up in again. Had to see my family laying in body bags. I had to hear the hate from my father about my family. And had to find out who killed them. I didn't want to go by the justice system anymore. Revenge is the word that kept running through my head. I wanted to become more just a man with a hate or just wanting to get justice. I wanted to become a new symbol, create a voice to be heard all over the nations. Become the first to have no rules fight fire with fire. In life not everybody is the same some are evil or good how do you know until meeting them. I start my new chapter becoming the man with no limit.
