Jordan Adeverrell and the Lady

There once lived a boy who was 11 years old. His parents were never at home and they never cared about what he did. This caused him to become a spoiled kid. His name is Jordan.
Jordan and his minions often bully the neighborhood kids. Most parents were scared of him, so they couldn’t do anything about it when a kid comes home after being bullied.
Today is August 8, 2009. Jordan sighed. There are two days before his first day of 6th grade. As he walked out of the house, he saw his archenemy, Julia and her parents. He hates her because she has loving parents. He stared at her for a moment and then turned away.
His neighbor, Sherri Slavks was the co-owner of the largest and the most expensive house in the neighborhood. However, she went into a coma a week ago. But he didn't care about her. He was really happy to see someone get into a coma.
Jordan decided to go to the outdoor mall by himself without his gang. He just wanted a break.
He saw two 5 year old girls whining and throwing a tantrum in front of their parents and everyone.
“BUT WE WANT TO GO TO THE TOY’S STORE!” the kids screamed. pointing at a toy’s store.
“Nancy! Dulcie!” the mom pleaded. “I promise to get you toys on your birthday.”
“BUT THAT IS IN TWO WEEKS!” Nancy screamed. “WE WANT IT NOW OR ELSE WE ARE GOING TO SING THE WORST SONG IN HISTORY FOR TWO HOURS STRAIGHT!”
“BAAA!!” Dulcie and Nancy began to sing. “THOSE FOR MY PEOPLE, THIS SONG IS SOOO BAD….”
“Nicky,” the mom turned to her husband. “I think we should take them to the play place.”
“Play place?” the girls asked and stopped singing. “Thank you, Mommy. Thank you, Daddy. You guys are the best.”
Jordan smiled a little, but deep down he was sad because it reminded him that parents were never there for him. He sat down on a bench next to a middle-aged lady. 
“Hey,” the lady asked. “Are you lost?”
“No.” Jordan said, shaking his head. “I walk here by myself.”
“Did your parents say it was okay for you to go?” the lady asked.
“My parents are barely home.” Jordan sighed. “I live by myself in the least expensive house in the neighborhood.”
“Oh,” the lady said, her face dropping. “I am Luisa Parr. I believe you are Jordan Adeverrell.”
“How do you know me?” he asked.
“I am moving into your neighborhood. I have seen you. You and your friends bully people.”
“Yes. I know.”
“Your parents didn’t teach you to be good. Was your parents abusive to you?”
“No, never. But they just left me. They pay for my house and electric rent, and food.”
“Look. I know this isn’t your fault, but someone has influenced you right?”
“No.” Jordan lied.
“You have hurt many people and creatures physically. Your parents never told you what is right or wrong. Try making new friends and apologize to everyone you have hurt.”
“Yes, m’am. Anyways, I have to go home.”
“Bye.” Luisa said.
Jordan got up and left. He had now come to realize that what he did was wrong. He had acted cruel and mean to people and dogs. He was going to change by now. He is thinking about going to the hospital to visit Sherri Slavks. And he decided to say sorry to Julia and the neighborhood kids. He could probably buy toys for Nancy and Dulcie someday. And maybe he will encourage his minions to do the same too.