What a terrible day! How could he ever blame me and punch me like this? I didn’t steal the jacket. Really, I’m sure that my grandma gave me as a gift. Why she didn’t tell me her working place? Does Phil’s family also treat her like that? Maybe they are just insulting him because of we are black. This world is so dark. We cannot treat as same as
these white. Luckily, there are still Asian and Mexican. Whatever, although my body is still hurting and I threw that cool jacket, I will give him a second chance by forgiving him. Phil has to be a smart boy. He was just cranking and worried about his brother. Maybe he didn’t mean to hurt me. I won’t force him to apologize to me or punish him by torturing him. I will help him learn that people should be treated as same as other Americans. I will let him feel warm around the community so that he won’t feel guilty. My friends should know that too. I wish they can understand me. I need to talk to Grandma about this. She must have more experience and suggestions to deal this kind of situation.