Chapter 1: Chapter 1 : Time looks different

It's 1988, and the Herion epidemic hit at its peak in the metro moving cities. Most homes that were standing either boarded up or have been abandoned. Some stores are being forced to close because of loitering and tax prices for land property. Well, for Deion, it was another day of living in the hood. Most of his peers either joined a gang, incarcerated or dead. Deion had problems even with home, and he was only 9 years old. Deion dad Raymond always came home drunk or either stayed days over his female "friend'' house's from time to time. Deion came from foster care but was sent to his real dad, who lived with his mom Diamond... Diamond was a piece of work. She was a kind lady but mean at the same time. Diamond never let Deion go outside with his friends or even at their birthday parties. Deion wanted a video game really bad, so he asked his dad Raymond, can he help with work for allowances over the summer. Raymond told Deion "NO". Now Deion has nobody to talk to. Deion Sister Kira gets whatever she wants, and they are both the same age. Deion slept later that night thinking of master plan to make money at a reasonable age. So Deion started his own lawn care service. Let's say Raymond was not happy about this once he found out from Grandma Diamond. Raymond came in the house around 2 am , Deion was sleeping in the living room with the front door left wide open after Raymomd came in. Raymond walked over to the little bed in the living room where Deion was sleeping and beginning to process hands on him in a violent way. The way a grown man does another grown man. Deion woke up swinging and didn't care who his hands connected to. The fight then spilled off on to a major busy street where Deion had leverage. Raymond was coming down the front steps of the house and tripped. Deion saw the moment to cherish it. Raymond began to fall down the steps after chasing Deion. Deion picked up a center block of concrete as Raymond gets closer. He stood over top of his dad and began to bash his face in as PTSD runs throughout his veins and the flames of revenge in his eyes. Diamond screaming front the front door, "You need to leave." Deion knew this would be the start of a new life. So Deion proceeded with packing his duffle bag with broken glasses and a bloody face at the age of 15. Deion had suffered major depression, PTSD and a scorn heart from his own that he thought loved him.