I was in the nurses office
even though I was okay
even though the panic attack had passed.
I insisted
that I was okay
that it happened all the time
but apparently
that was the wrong thing to say
because that happening all the time
was a sign that I was
in fact
not okay
especially because
I had been ditching the counselor
the past couple of weeks.
It wasn't like
I got in trouble
for missing the counselor,
but it just meant
that my counselor kept calling
and leaving messages
at the house phone.
I always erased the messages
as soon as I got home
because I didn't want
to get in trouble
even if they probably
wouldn't do anything
about it.
The nurse made Grace
go to her class
while she sent me
to the counselors office.
He kept asking questions
about everything
but I refused
to talk
I just sat there
and sat there
and sat there
until he finally let me go to class
sighing as I left.
I felt bad in a way
because both my sister and I
have gone to him
and he hasn't been able
to help us
or make us talk to him.
But I don't want to be
just another project
that he can try to fix.
I'm not some broken thing
people can just magically make better.
With that thought in mind
I left without feeling bad anymore
and as much as I didn't want to
I headed to English
which I had
with Presley
and Mary
and everyone else
CITEȘTI
Breathe
Poezie-Sequel to Smile- The devastation of hurricane Jordan has left Delilah Smith in a tailspin. Her sister, Daiha, is in a coma, and doctors aren't sure if she's even going to wake up. When her parents aren't working they're spending all of their time a...
