I am taking Dalia to a therapist. I wanna let her get all her feels out you know. She has been distant and never really talks. So I hope she will feel better after she lets everything out. I walk up to the receptionist.
Receptionist: May I help you ma'am?
Y/n: Yes please, my daughter has a appointment with Mr. Tsujimura. ( I know most of the doctors and stuff are Japanese but I really like Japanese last names for some reason...?)
Receptionist: Ahh yes Mrs. Y/n. Mr. Tsujimura is waiting for you and Dalia in room 3, right down the hall on your left.
Y/n: Oh ok! Thank you.
Receptionist: No problem Mrs. Y/n.
I hold Dalia's hand while I walk down the hall. I see the door and knock.
Mr. Tsujimura: Come in!
I open the door and see Mr. Tsujimura sitting in a chair in front of a couch-chair thing.
Y/n: Hello Mr.Tsujimura.
Rai Tsujimura:Oh please just call me Rai. I'm only 31 and you're making me feel old. And I'm you're friend from highschool!
Y/n: Oh I'm so sorry Rai.. and oh yeah! I remember you now!
Rai: only now? it's fine. So is this little cutie Dalia?
Y/n: Yes. Can I talk to you over there Rai?
Rai: Oh yes of course.
We walk over to the farthest corner of the room and Dalia sits in the couch-chair thing.
Rai: So what's wrong Y/n?
Y/n: It's Dalia, Rai. She doesn't want to talk to us...
Rai: I will try to get it out of her ok Y/n?
Y/n: Thank you Rai.
I give him a hug and go give Dalia a kiss on her forehead.
Y/n: I will be outside ok?
Dalia: O-ok eomma..
I leave and sit outside.
-RAI POV-
I sit on the chair in front of Dalia.
Me: So Dalia anything bothering you if you don't mind me asking dear..
Dalia: B-bullies, h-hurt, m-me..
Her eyes water as she says that sentence.
Me: Darling what do they do to you?
Dalia: They call me names and push me around.. I get boo boos because of them.
Me: Where are your boo boos?
Dalia: H-here..
She pulls up her sleeve and see many bruises and cuts on her arms.
Me: Why didn't you tell your parents or brother Dalia?
Dalia: I don't want to be a distraction to eomma and appa.
Wow she got some vocabulary for a young child.
Me: You are not a distraction dear.
Dalia: I hate myself.
Me: What?
Dalia: I don't want to be named Dalia. I don't want to be a American or what the girls call me. I wish I was someone else.
Dalia has been suffering by herself. At such a young age she, already has depression..
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