Hey..Just wanted to let y'all know that I won't be posting many chapters fast, it could take a few weeks to write a small one.
And I'm going to explain why..I have known my classmates for three years now, And I really appreciate them. We all have one favorite teacher who's been teaching us for two years.
She's our math teacher, her name is Miss Elle. She's from London, she's the kindest, sweetest, purest person you'll ever meet. We love her with all our hearts.
^^ this is her. <33
She always wears a smile one her face, and she's the only reason most of us go to school.
When we have a rough day or when we're stressed she's always there for us. More than nine years of school and yet we all haven't found anyone like her.
Recently... her husband passed away. She wasn't attending school this week and we all got worried.
It hurt to know that she was sad..
Before she was absent we caught her crying in her office, TWICE. It broke our Hearts knowing that we can't do anything to help her..
She's been with her husband for about nine years, and every anniversary they would take a photo at the same place. But she couldn't do it again this year,
She doesn't deserve this, most of my classmates even cried that day. It was honestly heart breaking.. and it hurts for me to even write this rn.
BUTSome of us are in this group and we want to try and help her.. so, here's what we did. I got a poster and printed photos we have with her. We made a huge poster that all of us signed and we wrote a letter for her, telling her how much we love and appreciate her.
We even got her a basket full of gifts,(There's also more btw)
We just want to make her happy, and I want to focus on that. So that's why I won't be writing a lot..
I hope you understand, and I'll update you if you want.
Luv you, and thanks
for even reading this.. 💕
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