As they started to fight the older people who bullied them, they started to finally get the respect they rightfully deserved since they were always polite to anyone. Now in the 10th grade, and 16 the boy was still making money but finally got a job at McDonalds as a maintenance man. Thus means, he quit stealing clothes and stopped selling stuff, as he was making a way bigger profit a month. As he started making more money he was buying nice things for himself as new cameras, clothes, expensive computers, an iPod, etc. As another Monday came around, he was at school then, he ran into another young man who was similar to the other one he met last year, so he had something to expect from him. As he approached him he then first asked, “what’s up?”. The only thing he said, was “Ha.” As the boy shoulder checked him. He seemed to think all older kids were mean, so he had hardened himself. The tension was in the air; his palms were sweaty as he impatiently waited for the older boy to say something rude, but nothing but silence. As the day went on, he had figured that that young man he had bullied was close friends with a group of goons. He soon realized that they were looking for him, as three o’ clock sharp rolled around, he was focused on going home that he had forgot his jacket in class. He quickly turned and went back to school, and …show more content…
He quickly stuck his chest out, and stuck his head up, as a true man of pride would. He had then said, “So this, this is how all do?” he shrugged, as he took his Southpaw stance, he put his hands up and in his eyes you can see his determination to fight, but you can also feel his fear. They then began to throw jabs then as he swayed left to right as an experienced boxer does. He dodged some and landed some, he was doing great as he was a talented boxer, but then he was struck with a knee when he tried to roll under the man’s left hook. He never fought a street fighter; therefore, he did not know what to think, so he keep going, then BOOM! He was hit another frightening knee to between his eyes. In the back of his mind he didn’t want to give up, but he was bleeding severely, and then just when all was bad, another boy came up from the shadows of the poorly light alley way. He said, “Sorry I’m late, had to make a sale.” As he was panting. Then the boy thought to run since he was three on one, so he did but he was exhausted from the fight and just then the young men had grabbed him and began