
Everyday during recess, this white kid would always target me. He’d run up and jump kick me, knocking me down. It never really hurt at that age we weren’t fast, and the fall was small but it was annoying.
One day I’d had enough. When we made eye contact at the playground, I knew what he was about to do. This time, I ran at him too. We both jumped and kicked at the same time, our feet colliding midair and canceling each other out.
After that, he stopped bullying me.
-It’s kinda cool I can now use ai to recreate a scene from my childhood.