when the boy pulled her hair , she screamed and slapped at the back of her head as if she were being attacked by bats , and the boy ran off into a crowd of other boys and the girl stopped shrieking and looked around , confused and alone , and i wanted to cross the avenue and find the little prick and pull his hair , make him feel confused and alone , even if i 'd probably done the same thing myself a hundred times when i was his age .