One day a young black boy was walking down the road and a bunch of boys who were up to no good went up to him and gathered in a circle and started to push him around. Then another boy walked up to him and punched him in the face. I was a block from the scene with other people who were watching the boy get beat up.

Most of the people watching were laughing at him. I started to run to help the boy but it was too far. I ran as fast as I could but there were too many people in the way. I pushed people out of the way but by the time I got there he was all bloody with cuts on his face. I noticed there was a boy in the gang that I grew up with. I went up to Jeff and asked why they'd beat the boy up. He said, because he was colored. I was so mad I went and called the cops. After that all the boys took off.

Five minutes later the cops came and I told them what had happened and why they'd done it. I went after Jeff because I knew where he lived and where he hung around. I caught up to him with the same boys that were beating up on the colored boy. They were outside of Jeff's house talking about what they'd done. As I went closer to them Jeff saw me and told the other boys to move off. I then asked Jeff why he'd done that to the boy. He said it was none of my business and tried to punch me. But he missed.

We fought for ten minutes until one of his homeys got him off me. When I got up we were both bloody. My friend, James, was just around the block, and when he heard that Jeff and I were fighting he got his friends and ran over to help me. Just as we were leaving Jeff started calling me names, and James got so mad he walked up to him and started to punch him. I ran over to him and tried to stop him but one of Jeff's friends jumped on me. Then I started punching, and everybody joined in the fighting.

Then we heard sirens, and the cops came and broke us up. But there were too many of us and the cops had to call for more back-up. Before the cops got to me I started running because I knew they would put me in jail . After I got away from the cops I started wondering about the black boy. I went back to where he was beaten up but there was no one there. So I went home.