A Raisin In The Sun Short Story

I had called Walter for supper and I said “ Walter Supper is ready!” Then he had said to me “I am not that hungry.” I said to him, “Boy what's wrong!” Then he was limping down the stairs and I was thinking what could be wrong with him. Then my husband said “Pull your pants down.” Then me and him both saw that his leg was sore. Then I questioned him “What did you do to your leg?” Then he said “ Well, Momma I had decided to get some rope and a hook and to hook myself on the back of a Cab.” I said “Walter!!” Then I said “Why did you do that!!” He said “Well, that’s it would be fun to hitch a ride.” Then after he said that one sentence and I looked for the stick and then I had found the stick then I grabbed it and I beat the living breath out of him. Then I decided to be a little bit nicer and carry him to his room and lay him down. I
And I was thinking to myself, I feel a little bad for him, but I am just trying to protect and It is because I do not want him ever to do it again. He couldn’t go to school for two days because of his sore. Then two weeks later he was as good as new then I said to my husband “Do not touch Walter ever again, you hear me!” Then he had nodded at me. In the redness in my eyes I was being very serious. I had forgiven him for his actions and then I was okay with it. His Dad kept on checking his leg once a week to see if he was okay because he didn’t forget about the problem. Neither had