When I was around the age seven, I was being a kid play around with my toys update what will come. Around eight thirty at night my mom’s boyfriends dad came in and aggressively yelled at me for something he said I did, so the punishment of it was for me to run around the whole yard “not for fun” No matter what was in path I was forced to run. One hour went by of running, I had pain in my legs which I couldn’t feel any longer, I was almost out of breath and energy.

Dark was all I could see of the night, other than the moon's light.
Awful pain in my legs is not fun I thought.
He finally came out and told me I was done, that I could go clean up and go to sleep.

That is my story that no one should go through that pain.