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It was a seemingly normal day when I lost all of my trust because of my Spanish teacher. It was the final class of the day, and I was tired of school, just trying to get the day over with. Then my Spanish teacher told us to pull out a piece of lined paper. Of course, I groaned along with the class, since we obviously weren't going to get a free day. Instead of writing our name at the top of the page, she told us to draw a line at the bottom and sign our name there. Not write, sign. Then, to write what she did on the board;Yo, (tu nombre), po...
TRIGGER WARNING: PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING IN CASE YOU MIGHT GET TRIGGERED, IF NOT PLEASE ENJOY!CONTAINS MENTIONS OF SA, BUT NOT DIRECT AND NOT ON-PAGE, MENTAL HEALTH, AND SELF-HARMAestrial panted, running around the house, trying to find the meds. She knew they were somewhere, but then again, Jaylen always hid them from her. For some reason, she didn't trust her with medicine. Sure, there have been a few incidents, but nobody died. However, this is a cruel twist of fate. Jaylen was dying, needing a certain medicine that Aestrial couldn't fi...
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