a champion named david

Once there was a boy named David. He was beaten and starved by his mother for years until one day the police took him away. He then moved in with his aunt and cousins who all lived in Harlem New York. His aunt lived with her 3 kids and her nephew Alfred. He used to box, he quit but he stills goes to the gym to train and workout. This gym was called Donatelli’s. David decided that he would go and see the gym for himself.

It was then that David decided that he would like to try this boxing thing out for himself. So every morning Alfred and David got up and ran together. Then they would both go to school. (Alfred dropped out but he started going back again.) After they got home from school they would do there homework and then go the gym until they came home for dinner. After dinner Alfred would go to work at a grocery store for a few hours. When this would happen David would relax and watch some TV.

David really loved his new life. His family was always nice to him, he could eat as much as he wanted, and he was having tons of fun at the gym. Eventually Mr. Donatelli let him start sparring with other boxers. It was then that David discovered that he was great at boxing. He could take much more punishment than the other boxers because he was used to the pain of his mother abusing him for all of those years. David trained harder than any other boxer and before long Donatelli put him into a fight.

Immediately David chose Alfred to be in his corner. Once the fight night came David, Alfred, and Alfred’s friend Henry drove to Alfred’s friend Spoon’s house. While they were David was first told to take a nap and after that he was made a steak. It seemed like ages before they finally had to go to the fight. It turns out that the guy that David was facing was a skinny kid that Alfred had beaten back in his boxing days.

Finally the match had begun, if you were watching the match from the stands all you would have been able to see was David completely destroying the guy. Not even a minute in to the fight David got the knock out. Unlike Alfred who quit fighting just because he didn’t like to hurt other people; David loved fighting, he felt like that he was letting go of year’s worth of anger in every punch he threw. Since then David was dominant in all of his fights. Before any time at all he was 10-0.

After a month or two of unbelievable fighting David was given a title match. He was going to face the current champion. David was so nervous; he had a chance to go from a kid that no one liked or even talked to into a champion. On the night of his tile match he went through his regular routine. He would drive with Alfred and Henry to Spoon’s house, take a nap and then eat dinner, and before he knew it he was on his way to Madison square garden where the most important moment of his life was about to take place.

The match had begun. He was facing a huge and muscular opponent that David had no clue how he was going to beat. At the end of the first round David took a beating. After that the rounds were flying by until they entered the final round neck and neck. David started getting hammered in the beginning of the round until he finally saw an opening. He hit the guy as hard as he could and his opponent dropped like a rock and didn’t get up. David won David was a Champion.