Brief update. Not going to say more than this about going to the counselors my first time because you will learn more as the story progresses. I don't want to spoil it.
We both walked into the small room. My mom sat in one chair, me in the other.
"Would either of you like a water or diet Pepsi?" the counselor, Kim, asked as she looked at my mother.
Mom politely replied, "No thanks," while shaking her head.
She then looked towards me.
"I'll take a diet Pepsi, please," I said shyly.
She left the room for a couple minutes, not even, but it seemed like forever! She reappeared and handed me the soda can.
I opened it and sipped it a little bit. After a couple sips, I placed it on the the little table in between our chairs.
"O.K., Lets get started. We have to go through a lot of stuff first....," She said while sitting down in he spiny chair, grabbing a clipboard and pen.
As she said it my stomach started to churn into a tight knot.
This might have been even less than a brief update, but some reason I felt the need to put this little chapter in it. Please share, comment, follow, and like, but mostly pass the story around it'll help me out a lot, this is my first story.
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Marie
Non-FictionA teenager that has to go to a counselor. As you read you figure out more and more about why she has to go. Why doesn't she like her counselor? What could be so bad in her life that she has to go? Her horrible thoughts explain it all... ~based on a...
