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Anger is and always will be a part of life. My anger issues have been a challenge all my life. It has always gotten the best of me when I knew that I could do better. In my mind, it seems as if I can control myself and keep myself out of trouble. However, a situation always seems to find me. Due to my temper, an unfortunate accident caused death in my family.
It was a calm night and everyone is having a good time at the Mattox building. The music was blasting, people were dancing, and filling up the building. DJ Short was on the 1’s and 2’s and everybody jumping around and having a good time.. Me and older cousin Jeff was walking through the door laughing and joking around. While walking to the back wall of the building I was violently pushed …show more content…

This bet resulted in them losing 20 dollars.They were furious that they had lost the 20 dollars to us and that is what they came to get back. While turning around at the party and realizing that it was them I was raging with anger. I heard Jeff in my ear saying ,”calm down, just calm down it wasn’t worth it” ,but to me it was. We Stared eye to eye as tension was building. Without saying one word I hit him with a heavy right hand. He fell to the ground grasping his mouth while the other guy stood there quickly trying to help him up. He got up and he left yelling “I’ll be back, I’ll be back” out the …show more content…

The party now over and people spilling into the parking lot. They were still yelling and cussing and I could feel myself growing angry again. Jeff got in the car and cranked up while I stood in front of the door talking trash and yelling and cursing back at them. Jeff was really getting aggrivated at me because I let them get the best of me for the second time in the same night. He yelled at me get in the car it is to many of them. This time I realized he was right I was out numbered and I got back in the car. As jeff is talking to me he told me, “You can’t always fight every time you have a

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