TW!!! Mention of sh and sh
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The day of midterms I walk into class and see Kennedy already there. "I'm a bit surprised, Ms. Baker. You're usually late. You picked one of the best days to get here on time." As i say that, she looks down. I notice but pay no attention to it. "Now then, as you all know, we have midterms today." With that the class sighs. "I'm a nice teacher, so you will have five minutes to review your notes. The bell schedule has also changed today, as all classes will stay with their 1st period teacher." With that I hear some 'yes!' and a few sighs, but I pay no attention to it. "So all of you are stuck with me today. When the 5 minutes is up, open your computers and go to the testing application on your login screens." The class pulls out their books and begins looking over everything they've learned over the semester. I notice Kennedy has her book out but isn't studying. I walk over to her and ask her if somethings bothering her. She nods and I look at Gabe to signal him to let me know if anything happens while I'm gone. I tell Kennedy to step into the hall with me and she can tell me what's wrong there. She gets up and walks to the hallway, gaining a look from Baylee and Emma. Gabe whispers something in their ears and they go back to studying. Outside, me and Kennedy go to a nearby empty room, one that was designed for teachers to talk privately to students in. The room was decorated with rainbows and smiley-faces. The room, to me, quite frankly looked like what you see when your high. She sits down on a beanbag chair and her skirt rides up a bit because of the way she's sitting. I let her know and she fixes it. I sit down next to her and ask her what's wrong. "Well I got curious one day and went to my mom's room when she was partaking in..." she started, "self harm." My eyes widen a bit as she said that. I open my arms as I see her start tearing up. She collapses in my arms and immediately starts balling. "I'm so sorry Allyson.." "For what? You didn't do anything." And with that, she rolls up her sleeves. I'm taken aback so I don't say anything. I don't know what to say in this moment, so I just grab her wrist and kiss the cuts. I can feel her smile as I do it again. "You're not alone. I've done it too." She looks up at me with red and puffy eyes. "Really?" I roll up my sleeves and lift up my skirt a bit to show her my scars, some healed and others more recent. She gets an idea and walks over to the arts and crafts section of what we call the rainbow room. She picks up a pink paint marker and walks back over to me. I watch her in utter confusion. She smiles and starts drawing stars on the healed ones and hearts around the newer ones, careful not to get the ink in the cuts. She truly drew stars around my scars. <3
