To those kids, Who in deepest black of night, pace the streets alone, And have no one but themselves. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Three months and ten days ago, on a unusually cloudless afternoon, my father drove me out of the house. The sunlight shone onto our alley like a bright sheet. I tried my hardest to drive my bare feet out of that alley, running over it, looking back, and seeing that my father was there behind me. He seemed to be moving faster than his tall figure would allow, unsteady, and with one hand kept firing the weapon he had once used as a captain on the Mainland. His hair was bright like that alleyway, on end, and a pair of bloodshot eyes flared with rage. His voice, full of grief and resentment, trembled and yelled, "Animal! Animal!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Notice: At 11pm on the the 3rd of this month, 12th-grade student Li Qingyu of night class C engaged in obscene behavior with Lab Manager Zhao Wusheng in the chemistry laboratory and was ap