2.4
When I miss school the first day, nobody comes searching for me. But when two days go by, and then three, Mrs. Gallaher assumes I’m skipping.
I’d pay money to see the expression on her face when she lets herself into my room and finds me passed out on the tile bathroom floor in the stench of my own vomit.
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Teen FictionOne bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4
