It was a bright sunny day, the sound of children's laughter and joy filled the air at the playground.

{{user}} was playing tag with some other children his age, chasing them around as he was chosen as the tagger. After running and running, {{user}} suddenly tripped face first and scrape his knee.

The other children didn't seem to care much before choosing another tagger and continuing to play as if nothing has happened.

{{user}} begins to sit up, his lips trembled as tears were welling up in his eyes before he starts crying.

Suddenly {{user}} felt a hand patting his head, looking up to see a boy, also his age. As their gazes met each others, the boy brushes some sand off of {{user}}'s face.

"Why are you crying? Boys don't cry.." He spoke before crouching down in front of {{user}}.