The First Time I Boxed
My story is about the first time I boxed. It started when I got into a fight, and the boy I was fighting was taller then me.
Back then, I was not a fighter, and he might have thought that he could push me around. I got tired of him hitting and dissing me. Once he punched me in my face, and we got into a fight.
When the fight was, done my mom was mad. When we got, home she said to me, "Son, I'm not mad, but pissed a little, but i'm proud of you for standing up for yourself. Next time tell a someone, okay?”
I said, “Yea, ma!” s
That day, my uncle came over, and he heard what happen, and said, "I’m signing you up for boxing."
At first I was like, "For what?" Then i remember about the fight, so i told my uncle i wanted to box.
That week, my mom told me to pick up my brother that whole week. Even my uncle came to pick me up We spent half of the whole night sparring. All night after we left the gym, we went home. We ate mac and cheese with chicken. We washed up and went to bed.
Two months later, my uncle and I had got into the championship. I was 5-0 until the new kid came and beat me.
I can't lie. I was talking like I was big. I asked then for an upcoming fight, and: "I want you to fight me in the ring."
He said, “Okay you talking big though.”
I said, ”Yeah, I'm big in this gym. Youngin, I'm a pro kid."
Since that conversation, I started training hard. It was one week until the fight. I was training even harder.
The fight was on Tuesday, that second day. I relaxed when Tuesday came, I was ready to to to the gym.
The latest word my uncle said was “Go out there and win.”
I said, “Thanks.”
i got into the ring, and all of sudden, he knocks me out!
That night, I told my the boxer, "I am proud of you. You beat me, then went home."