Shmuel

"Who is that?" I thought, looking at the chubby figure walking towards me. He's not on this side of the fence. Oh no! could he be a soldier? I thought I was safe from them here! But I was relieved to see that it was just a boy walking towards me. I must admit, I was frightened- not as much now- but he would surly be coming to bully me. As if I wasn't weak enough already. But again I was relieved that when he reached me, he just sat down on his side of the fence. "Hello," he said, looking at me in a strange way- as if I were an alien. He spoke with a foreign accent, but he had kind eyes, even though I knew he was a German. I was curious, so I said, "Hello," back...