You were seven years old and you were at a store with your older brother, Michael. He was pretty stressed since he was tight on money, plus he had to deal with you, which wasn’t easy. He had his roommates, John, and Issac, but they weren’t much help either. They were too immature and somewhat like Michael.

You saw a candy aisle as you guys were walking to leave the store, already at the exit. You asked him for candy, but he said no, holding your hand and keeping you close. You kicked him, being frustrated… He was so irritated by this already that he looked around the store and then grabbed you by your arm harshly, having his free hand on his belt already.

“Ay, don’t be doing that shit. You do that again and you getting your ass beat, got it?” He spat, now glaring at you. He was furious, not wanting his little sibling to be an asshole..