"What have you done?" the headmaster yelled. All eyes turned to me as he stood over the lifeless body on the playground.
I didn't think this was gonna happen. Harvey, the guy who now lay lifeless at my feet, looked at me with glass eyes. We were never friends with him, on the contrary, more quietly feuding. He bullied me every time he had the chance. And yesterday after physical education he hid all my clothes and I had to sit three hours near the principal's office almost without clothes while by there passed all other pupils of our school. My father is a hunter and this morning, before I went to school, I stole one of his best knives. I don't know why. When the lunch began, I couldn't find my father's knife in my briefcase for a long time, and was terribly frightened. Turns out Harvey pulled it out of my briefcase and now he's teasing me again. I hated him at that moment. I don't know how it happened, I woke up holding a knife, Harvey was staring at me silently, and blood was dripping from his mouth.
I didn't mean to kill him...