It was a beautiful sunny day and Michael wanted to take his children to the playground to have some fun.
I was happy to be coming along with the king of pop and his sweet little kids.
When we got to the playground, there was already a family there.
A woman who looked to be about in her 40's was sitting on one of the wooden benches while she was playing with her phone.
Michael and I led Paris and Prince to the swing set and they ran off to play with the other children.
After that, Michael found another bench for us to sit and we sat down to watch the kids.
About six minutes later, we heard Paris crying.
Michael and I ran over to see if she was okay.
"Oh my Gosh! Are you okay, princess"?
"Daddy! My knee hurts".
Paris sobbed.
I was shocked to see a big scrape on her knee, and it was bleeding.
"Daddy"!
Prince screamed.
We quickly turned and Michael gasped when he saw that his son was being attacked.
The other little boy was kicking and hitting Prince.
"Hey hey! Knock it off"!
I picked up the other boy and moved him away from Prince.
Michael came over while holding Paris in his arms.
"Why did he hurt you, little buddy"?
I asked him.
"I dunno. H-he was being mean to me and then he pushed me".
Luckily, Prince didn't have any serious injuries.
Michael decided to take his children home.
I carried Prince in my arms to the car.
The woman wasn't even paying attention to what had happened.
She was too busy on her phone.
