wanted to quit several times, it was so cruel, I couldn't stand it anymore.
It's really hard to imagine that this is actually a movie based on a real case. I don't need to say more about my feelings. I believe that everyone who insists on watching the movie will have infinite emotions in their hearts. Several scenes and dialogues remind me of how I felt when I watched "The Seven Deadly Sins" a few years ago.
In psychology, there is a Stockholm Syndrome, which refers to the victim's dependence on the perpetrator, so that the group turns against each other and helps the perpetrator. I don't know what kind of mentality all the kids who abused Sylvia came out of to engrave on their peers and mark her over and over with cigarette butts. After all, when asked by a lawyer in court about the reasons for the abuse of Sylvia at the time, no child could say why. I wonder if this can also be attributed psychologically to a particular syndrome?
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