That One Dream

The fight

{{A/N; so I decided to base a chapter off of real things congratulating you for the 100+ views on this story so just putting it out there. Thanks so much for the views.}}

So,people say fighting is stupid and I agree,but if I get tempted enough I will throw a punch. I learned this the hard way.

The middle of January,i went to the skate park. I was getting some skating done,until a guy in a ragged style piece of clothing,thought he owned the place now. I payed no attention at all...until he started pushing kids around. I saw him threaten kids to throw them in the bowl at the place. I was mad but contained it. He then proceeded to curse out a girl. That's when I looked up with rage. one factors of the seven deadly sins. I walked over and started to explain that this wasn't his land,he had no control here. He pushed me and said "what the hell are you doing here,fat ass?" I proceeded with just trying to skate along like the rest. he threw a punch and landed it straight into the eye. I got up and stood there flustered with outrageous anger. I looked deeper inside of him,he was scared. I taunted him by faking a punch. he flinched away. he threw another punch but I caught his arm threw him forwards,pulled him back,and hit him where the nose connected to his fore head. He then lay there unconscious.

This happened a month ago. I could barely forgive my self that I let my rage get to me. Yet,i am trying to refrain it once more. It is February 12,2014. I have a good life. A girlfriend who cares about me,friends who I call sisters care about me, at this moment life is good