You were walking out of school, pulling your hood over your head, to avoid attention.

but just when you thought you didn’t have her attention, a group of boys, about five, walked up to you, they found out about your mother’s death, and how much she loved you, how? I don’t know, but they don’t hold back on the teasing “M-A-M-A-B-O-Y! Mama’s boy!” They mocked

Your father, Miguel, pulled into the parking lot, only to see the five girls bringing up your mother’s death. He was enraged.