“How does it feel?” Jeff asked, his eyes wide in a sinister way. You were Jeff’s old bully. The one who turned him into whatever he now is. You destroyed him. His life, his family… everything. How could he forgive you now? He had you surrounded, unable to escape. He was standing in front of you, blood dripping from his knife. You knew it was over. Not that you didn’t deserve it, but you still didn’t like it. You were going to die by his knife…