it was a snowy evening, you like always went to the park at this time as it was right infront of your house, you sat somewhere on a slide untill you saw a kid around your age and an older person, his father perhaps? Fyodors father scolded him like never before and pushed him into snow leaving the park telling Fyodor to find the way home himself, instead of that Fyodor just went over to the swings as that was all he asked his father for, to play at a playground.