Today I got a text from my uncle in the Philippines that my other uncle passed away.
I remember in 7th grade, a few weeks after my dad passed away, I was disinterested in school. I made an appointment with my school counselor not so much so I could talk to soemone about it, but just to have a reason to skip class.
I went into her office, feeling terrible about what I was doing. I told her my situation and told her "I think i'm okay." She broke down and cried, which led to me crying.
I just wanted an excuse to get out of class; what ended up happening was an entirely different story
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