The Raven #2: Bronx Stories

182nd and Creston Ave.

Watching a Fight

Why do people like to watch fights? One day on a cool April afternoon my friend and I were standing outside next to my door. It was a walk-in apartment. The air smelled fresh. When we looked at the corner we saw a mob of boys. “I wonder what’s going on?” I said. The boys were tall and they looked about eighteen years of age. They were wearing baggy clothing and do-rags. At first I thought they were fighting one another. It was entertaining so I stayed there and watched. There was a bunch of girls there who were kicking and punching. The whole idea was funny to me because who would have thought there would be girls over there. You see twenty-five boys kicking and punching and all the way in the back were three to five girls trying to do the same. After about two minutes the police car came. When they stopped at the corner everyone starting running in the middle of the streets, sidewalks, all over the place. My friend and I were laughing at the way they were running. Three minutes later my brother came. He wanted to see the fight but I told him it was too late. The fight was over. This brings us back to the question, “Why do people like to see fights?” I don’t know. I guess we were just curious.

The story was posted on 2006-06-01