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Short story

The fake white belt

I have been doing bjj for 5 years now and I am a purple belt. Bjj is the only good thing in my life and I have a job I hate, a wife and kids who I don't really get along with and bjj is my only comfort. I love grappling and if you don't know what bjj is, it's basically a grappling martial arts which incorporates chokes, locks and rolling on the ground. It has a mix of judo, wrestling and other grappling styles. I love it I really do and it was a dream of mine to do it as a living.

Then one day another bjj student who trains at the same gym as me, he told me whether I want to make money out of bjj. I said yes straight away and he told me about a place where higher belts roll with white belts, and then they get paid a thousand pounds at the end of it. The only catch is that one of those white belts will actually be a secret black belt in disguise as a white belt. I was down for it and every time you take part in it, you get a thousand pounds.

If this goes exactly how it sounds, then I'm quitting my job. I go down to the place and on my side it's all higher belts, and on the mats are all white belts which us higher belts have to roll with. One of those white belts is actually a black belt. We get rolling and luckily I didn't roll with the white belt who is actually a black belt. Some other blue belt got tangled with the white belt who is actually a black belt, that blue got choked out till he actually died. As I was rolling I remember seeing them dragging the blue belts body off the mats.

That white belt who was actually a black belt, can now never do this anymore as everyone knows he is a black belt. Then I got paid a thousand pounds and I kept coming back, and luckily I never rolled with a white belt who was actually a black belt. I actually quit my job and I was really loving life.

Everytime someone rolled with a fake white belt, they got choked out to death and where they put the bodies is beyond me. How they even operate without the police catching them is beyond me. I'm just enjoying the rolls and the money, it's also a little exciting not knowing whether the white belt in front of you is actually a black belt. One day though I get choked out by a white belt who was actually a black belt, he decided to let me live. He can no longer come to these as we all know that he is a black belt.


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