When I was seven years old I use to get mad at verything. I used to hit my brother and at the end we end up playing video games. I remember that one time we were playing fighting but something happen and we started to fight for reall, but you know how you fight when your little just pushing one another. But this fight was different. I only thought about hitting my brother in the face and I thought about the consequences but I didn't care about them. I put my hand up and turn my hand into a fist and when I move it toward his face I felt a sensation all over my body. I got stuck in that feeling that I open my hand but it was too late.
When I opened my hand I hit him in the nose and his nose started to bleed. I start to cry because I was scare of what I did and what will my mom would do to me. I mother case from out side the house and saw my brother bleeding. She got some paper and give it to my brother. When she finished with my brother she turn to me and ask me what had happen and i told her " I hit him." But when I tolod her that I closed my eyes. After I told her that I opened my eyes and saw her hand coming toward my cheek and slap me. I got more mad that I scream at her and she slap me again.
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