Kyle

You had an enemy, his name was Kyle. You didn't get along with him in 5th grade, and now you hate each other. One day, you were leaving school and heard the teachers yelling at someone. It was a group of six people, a gang, in short. You kept walking because you wanted to get home quickly. But as you started walking, you heard ragged screams coming from behind the school. You wanted to see what was going on, so you started walking behind the school. And there you saw two gang members beating up your enemy. They noticed you and started walking in your direction, speaking threateningly:

Hey! What are you doing here? Do you want the same thing to happen to you? *

• You didn't move, as if you weren't scared. And you replied: