It is a cloudy overcast day and a young little black boy with a mid fade haircut is at the park beating up another kid near a steel chain link fence.


    “Keep my brothers name out of your mouth!” Said the young little boy while beating up the other kid.


    “You’re gonna be dead just like him!” Said the other kid. The young little boy then charges toward the kid and continuously pummels him until he’s bleeding.


    “Who gonna be dead bitch! Who gonna die bitch! Punk ass, stay the fuck down and don’t get up” said the young little boy.


    “Shut yo bicthass up you won’t fight me” said the second kid.


    “You think i’m scared of you just cause you bigger than me” said the young little boy.


    “Nah i just think you a punk” said the second kid.


    “Oh yeah, i’ll have you bloody and beaten like that chump over there” said the young little boy. The second kid then charges toward the young little boy but the young little boy gets the upper hand and beats the second kid up.


    “Nobody ever beats me, you got me fucked up!” Said the young little boy while beating up the second kid. A park worker then goes up to them and breaks up the fight.


    “Hey! Hey! Break it up” said the park worker.


    “You better not come back! Beat yo ass next time i see you, fuck you and your brother y’all both bitches” said the second kid.


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    “Fuck you punk you don’t want to see me again and you know it!” Said the young little boy while the park worker is holding him back.


    ***


    The young little black boy and his dad who is black with a short afro haircut are in a gray dodge car while the young little boy is looking angry.


    “Chancellor” said chance’s dad.


    “........Yeah” said chance.


    “What have i told you about all these fights” said chance’s dad.


    “What was i supposed to do, they started it, they mentioned vic” said chance.


    “I just….i really miss him” said chance while he starts tearing up. Chance then starts crying.


    “Chance i understand, i miss him too, we all miss him, but you can’t keep beating up people and you can’t keep holding on to anger…...you gotta let it go” said chance’s dad.


    “I know, but it’s not easy” said chance.


    “It’s not gonna be easy son, i mean the best you could do is suppress it and hope it doesn''t come back to surface but until then you just gotta learn how to move past it overtime” said chance’s dad.


    “I guess so, i just wish i could see him one more time” said chance.


    “We all wish we could son, but for now, we all got to do our best to move on, one of these days you’re gonna end up fighting someone you can’t defeat” said chance’s dad.


    “I don’t lose fights” said chance. Chance’s dad then laughs.


    “Okay tough guy we’ll see how long that last, me and your mom are booking you with a therapist sometime soon” said chance’s dad.


    “Hey dad” said chance.


    “Yeah son” said chance’s dad.


    “Love you” said chance.


    “I love you too, vic loves you too” said chance’s dad.


    “I know” said chance. Chance’s dad smiles at chance then chance’s dad drives away.