This picture leads me to think about Bullying. By the way, I want to tell you about my friend's story which is relevant to this topic "School violence". 

Her name is Ha. She was transferred to my junior school two years ago. She was originally from a poor background, so she was always the target of the rich to be bullied. They criticized and offended her almost every day. We were powerless against their evil jokes as we could be the victim of them at whatever time. Ha was fear but she couldn't do anything, even told her parents. She gradually became scared of going to school. I was afraid that she was depressed. Today like every day, she came to school with anxiety and fear. As expected, the bullies came in large numbers. They snatched Ha's beautiful red bow without hesitation. Although Ha was usually gentle, she shouted angrily: "Give it back to me. That is my mom's present." I knew that her mother had a difficult time earning little money to buy that gift, even though it was cheap, it was extremely valuable to Ha. "Never! What a fake bow you have, you poor! I have to throw this junk into the trash." They laughed cruelly. As they said, they threw it into the barrel, laughing in Ha's pain. The poor girl sat down and began to cry. They kept bullying her with dirty words: "Poor and dirty things like you are not worth studying with us", "go back to your slums, you little rat!"... Everyone around just watched the fun and talked excitedly. Fortunately, they didn't notice me at that time, so I rushed to tell the teacher. The headmaster immediately ran over and disciplined these insolent children. As for Ha, her family immediately transferred schools the next day because her mother said that she had suffered from depression due to being subjected to cruel words for a long time. Everything seemed to end there, but the next day when I went to class, a few fierce-faced people blocked the school gate. Suddenly, I felt fear in my heart...