BLACK TIGER
Others were tired, walking with all the strength they could.
I saw high school students leaving their school, in groups or alone. As usual, the most popular were surrounded by their companions and the shy ones alone. I heard conversations that seemed very familiar to me, exams, unfair teachers and the direction who doesn’t organize any event that interests them. I smiled as I remembered my high school days when my only concern was to be first in class. The beautiful days when you never thought about betrayal, murder— or politics.