As a kid I always got pushed around by this guy. He kept mentioning the fact he has more money than others and bullying me and some other kids. After months I was tired of it. I stood up to him. But he just... pushed me around. I thought it was a mistake standing up for myself.... But a year pasted and it was summer. As I was walking around the park I see him. He was dressed in a tuxedo and opening a car door for someone. He looked miserable. The next day and I come to the park again. I see him sitting on the bench with his eyes watering. I sit next to him and ask why he is crying. He pushes me and says to go away. I said that maybe he just needs some one to talk to. So he looks at me and starts talking. He said his mom past away a few days ago. And his step father made him as the servant since they are spending alot of money for his mothers funeral. And when he was at the park yesterday he was feeding the ducks his mom always fed. Then heading off to her funeral.