The chubby boy was startled by his sudden appearance.
With Zade, he felt a bit superior, but with this boy who seemed to be the same age as Zade, he couldn't bring himself to talk back.
Whenever he parted his lips to retort, they would quiver hard and he would be unable to say anything.
Even his legs wouldn't let him get up.
He stayed on the ground for several seconds that some kids around began pointing at him.
"Mommy, that boy is on the floor."
"He's already so big and should be taking care of himself by now. What is he doing on the floor?"
"He's not a good kid. I would never roll on the floor and dirty my clothes, mommy."
Hearing the remarks of the children and his sudden inability to say or do anything made him burst into tears.
He wailed so loudly that his mother, who was on the other side of the park, heard his voice and came running to see what was happening.