"Is there anything from middle school that you will never, ever forget?"
There must be so many things, right? Middle school years are often seen as so bright, pretty friends, respectable teachers, and peers only thirteen or fourteen years old, gentle and young, completely devoid of any deep malice.
Is that really the truth?
I, too, have asked myself that question so many times. How could those tender children around my age be so cruel, so cruel that they could destroy a living, breathing human being, someone who was once so vibrant and full of life?
Perhaps they themselves never even realized that they were holding a knife capable of murder.
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