My brother Rick has always been a guide, sage, big brother. We were at the playground at about 6 and 9 and there were a group of boys playing soccer. I wanted to play but they were really mean towards girls. My brother made me feel better, put a hat on me and we went back to the park. He introduced me as his brother Chris and we started playing soccer. Didn't matter if I was a girl, they didn't notice until my hat fell off. At this point it became an angry mob of little boys swearing they would kill us. We are finally at home and I ask my brother Rick what now? How will we live? How will we play at the park? These kids want to kill us and mainly me? He was so serious, 'they will forget by tomorrow'. And he was right. I didn't dare ask to play anymore but they forgot me and wanting to kill me and I played girl stuff. And forgot about playing soccer for awhile.
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