This is a short story called, "The Deed". The assignment required the use of flashbacks and dialogues in a way that give a little twist at the end. The story revolves around boxing and retaliation.

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The Deed

The air is chilly and the leaves are flying around like small tornadoes, clouds are darkening to a ripe grayish color and eventually it starts to rain. The drops pelt the ground ceaselessly like a bombing raid, and there is a thick fog all around that looms with a feeling of uneasiness and unrest. Something is not right, not complete, not whole, not finished. Thunder cracks the dark sky as lighting gives it a quick scar.

As if created by the lighting, a man appears in the fog, blurry at first but clearer with every step. He opens the gate and proceeds with little fear to a stone and ponders for a minute. His face looks two shades purple with his left eye puffed up like a balloon and six stitches above his right. Another man, noticing his company, sits up from his peaceful slumber. He takes a seat upon the slab of rock gracefully and joyfully greets his visitor.

"Kyle! It's so good to finally see you again," he says with a wide tooth ridden grin, rubbing his aching head.

"I told you. I made a promise and I kept it. Even though at the beginning I thought it was going to be impossible I did it. I did it for you," Kyle says as his eyes begin to water.

* * * *

I quickly cleaned my room and finished all of my homework because it was game day. It was my dad's big match, he was going to be defending his belt, the middleweight title.

"Oh no you don't mister, you're not going anywhere!" my mom yelled.

"What the hell do you mean I'm not going anywhere? I'm going to see dad's last match!" I snapped.

"Don't you use that language young man. You better...