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As a child, I hated one of my classmates. I was put with him at the same desk, and, to my great regret, we spent several hours together a day. When the teacher left the classroom, and a mess began in the office, my hated neighbor on the desk began to be so outrageous that even the headman could not calm him down (and she could reassure anyone). I was a fighting girl in the classroom, who can not only snarl, but also repel anyone.

The elder whispered in my ear so I tried to calm him down. I got such a wonderful chance to tame my enemy! I yelled at him. And when a classmate began to insult me, he with a flick of my hand was under the desk. I already thought that he would calm down after the shock he had experienced, but no. He suddenly began to bite me! I don’t know who was shocked anymore: he or I.

I always suffered physical pain, but it was at that time that I burst into tears of resentment (at home, in front of people, I did not want to cry).

I don’t even know why I was so offended by him. And the insult grew and grew, and it seemed to me that the knee hurts unbearably. So I called his mother, complained, and she scolded him very much. After that incident, we completely stopped talking, even the textbooks were not shared. When a new elite school opened in the city, we both submitted documents there and successfully passed the entrance exams. Fate again brought us to the same educational institution, but in different classes.