My name is Ryan, and two or three years ago I decided to transfer to a new school, and I succeeded. One day, while we were all in accounting class, I suddenly remembered one of the bad memories from my previous school and decided to tell Jack about it in a low voice. Oh no! He’s fallen asleep again! I gently tapped Jack’s hand, and he said in a tired tone, “What is it?!” And I, more than happy, without waiting a few minutes for the sleep to leave his eyes, immediately started telling the memory.My memory was about a boy named Michael who was a serious bully. He would take other kids’ pocket money, start mocking everyone, mimicking them, and overall he was a quarrelsome person. To my surprise, Jack interrupted me in the middle of my story and said in a frightening tone, “People like that deserve death! Just like this Victor who’s sitting behind us!”I was shocked by what he said and instinctively turned toward Victor and looked at him, when suddenly Jack hit my side hard and said, “What are you doing? Don’t act so obvious! Why are you looking at him?” Frightened by Jack’s words, I stared at the classroom board and didn’t say anything else. Jack also fell silent and didn’t continue the conversation.The bell rang for recess, and we all left the classroom and headed toward the schoolyard. The sky was cloudy, a cool breeze was blowing, and everyone in the large schoolyard was busy with something. Someone was running, with no particular purpose! And…..