The Conflict

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There, standing to the side of me was Devon. Before I could speak he attacked me viciously. He started punching and kicking me hard. My family could only watch as he threw me against the glass door. I then defended myself as I hit him with a swift punch and I bought myself some time. I then took him down without thinking and started punching him. His nose began to bleed and I finally got off him. Everyone was looking at me. It happened so fast. All of a sudden I felt something I have never felt before. I then went over to family to ask if they were alright. They all were fine and we then left casually. As I left, I began to feel anger and I knew the reason why. It was Devon. Why did he attack me? As we were about to leave, a man dressed to kill opened the door of my limousine, and he immediately glared at me intently. He must have had something really important to say because he cut to the chase almost as soon as he glared at me through his sparkling green spectacles. "Do you know what you just did!!??" he exclaimed. "No, sir," I lied as I tensed up a bit. "You just got into a fight your first night on the job!!! How do you feel?" "Sir I" - I was cutoff by none other than Adam Silver. My stomach turned to ice. He looked at me in the most disgusted glare. His presence was almost more intimidating than his words. "What were you thinking!!??" he yelled. "I was defending myself!" I replied. "Oh no you didn't, after you got him off you, you started assaulting him on the ground!!" "Sir I" - "I don't want to hear it! You will await a punishment as soon as the comission and I decide. Then he took off in a flash and I thought I could read his lips as he darted away. (I can't believe you set this example for this damn company).
I suddenly felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. The limousine was silent, totally silent. I had a lot to think about.

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