My name is Nick, I'm one of those guys you see in Malibu and automatically think, good looking guy from a wealthy happy family, A guy with no worries or troubles.

The truth is at age 6 my brother and I were ripped away from our loving mother by our absentee father because our mom was dating a creature. Creature is what my grandmother and father called African Americans. 

Most of my life I was haunted nightly with the same nightmare of seeing my mother as she fell to the ground crying, screaming, "don't take my babies,they are my life!" My wet face pressed up against the back car window, tears falling and my big brother Jon holding me as he cried with a pain I had never witnessed before. Both of us begging for an answer as to why, why were we being taken away from our mother?

From that day forward I was programmed to hate African Americans and my mother. What my father and grandmother didn't know was, the six years being loved and nurtured by my mother, her compassion and pure love for others were so deeply planted in my soul, that nothing could take that truth away for me.

I endured unimaginable pain growing up, longing for the love and care of my mom, I wanted to share grade school stories with her, I wanted her to read me bedtime stories and help me with my homework, I wanted to feel love and happiness again, not anger, pain and negativity. I wanted to see her on Christmas and my Birthday. I wanted to be able to call her on the telephone and not be punished or threatened. I longed for her smile and loving hugs every morning as I ran downstairs to breakfast. 

I wanted to run away and find her, I wanted her to come and take us home again. I wanted my father to stop hurting and threatening my mom. I wanted them to stop lying about my mom and falsely imprisoning her.

I wanted the (creature) who I loved and called Big Ed, to beat the shit out of them.

I want everyone to know what racism and hate does to a child and how to end it for good...