I went on a walk today I don't know what it is it was supposed to do but it made me feel happy.
I saw a idk… 8-9 year old punch his little brother that looked about 4? While they're parents weren't looking. Then the 8-9 year old (let's call her rose) asked her parent to push the spin pole at the playground roses parent left and left them to spin until they got tired or something but I didn't think they knew that she couldn't get off she helped out for someone and I was the only one they're so I walked over and loudly whispered " better be nice to your brother and next time someone might help you" and I left her spinning. It felt good.