Hi Riley! I didn't realize we took the same bus. Here, have a seat.
How are you?
I'm good.
So, actually, I was mulling it over and I decided to tell you about it. the answer.
Promise me one thing, okay? Just... keep being my friend. You're the only one I've got.
Thanks.
So... first, I was born. Then my mom died. Noone knows what happened. But my dad says... she kept saying it was hard to breathe, she was rasping, coughing. I was a few months old.
It's okay.
I grew up, and I was always very quiet and soft-spoken. Until one day. one day... my dad and I. we were arguing, about something trivial. so trivial.
I shouted, screamed.
That night, I heard coughing... then.
yes. He died.
he died and it's all my fault. Because of something I got mad at. I killed him by talking.
then... I came here and I stopped talking.
No! I can't keep talking. What if I lose my temper? What if I shout?
What if I
Yes. That would be terrible. I don't want what happened to my dad to ever happen again.
I didn't know that. that your mom died too. I'm sorry.
No. It's my fault.
Yes. We do have to keep fighting through to survive. Thank you.
See you in science.
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Um... if it's okay to ask... your mom... what happened?
It's okay. I don't want you to feel like you have to answer.
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General FictionHello. I'm Anika Bell. This is my notebook. These are my conversations. This is my story.