Chapter 5 "My 'Friend'" by Hector Hoops

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My "Great" friend

Every winter when I go outside I play hockey sometimes but not anymore because of my jerk face friend, one time he took my hockey stick when it was like -30 and he didn't want me to go inside because he had nothing to do so he decided to make me mad so he put my hockey stick in the hockey net and threaten to take a slap shot at me if I grabbed it. So like 12 minutes later I turned the net around grabbed it he tried to trap me in the but instead he slammed the cold metal of the net in my forehead so I got mad at him threw his hockey ball down the street and I said go get it.

Another time we were on a fence taking a break for playing basket-ball so he pushed me and then grabbed me and, he said saved your life but when he let go pulled me forward a little and I fell on another fence with it between my legs as he consistently laugh at my pain. One other time he had a tennis ball and his hockey stick and I had two ritz crackers in my hand and surprised he said can I have one and I said no so he canned me with the tennis ball, but I had ate one before he canned me then dropped it on the ground and he said well if I can't have it you can't either as he laugh. But the way this kid is not like angry all the time he makes jokes all the time. Hes one of those people who you can never take seriously but he is very selfish though.

In the winter he would always take something from me so I would say outside longer even know I would want to go inside but he made me stay out and freeze because everyone else go inside but I was the one who would have to stay outside for his amusement.  

because everyone who had gone inside because they felt like it, but for me it was different because I was the second oldest on the block so I could say out longer so when I wanted to go in and stay in he wouldn't let me so I had to stay out in -25 weather 2 more hours then I wanted to stay outside.

One time he did something that made me mad the most the two kids both about 15 and he took my basket-ball so I could go inside once again but we both kind of knew them but just to impress them he takes my ball and threw it down the street as almost started a fight with him.

I'm not sure why my friend acts so selfishly when he behaves like this I don't want to be around him. It reminds me of the importance of the saying "treat others how you would want to be treated". This is my story of selfishness.

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