It Only Gets Worse    (Harry Styles Teacher)

It Only Gets Worse (Harry Styles Teacher)

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Skylar Gray suffers from social anxiety, panic attacks and depression. She takes five pills a day, uses four sketchbooks within two months filled with drawings of her pain, has three friends, spends two hours everyday just figuring out her life and is in an advanced academic academy that she never wanted to be in that gives out homework that totals to maybe a pound. Although she never agreed to go that dumb school anyways. Until one day she switches to higher class (demand of teacher) and meets the best teacher ever and things might look up in her life. They might just slip through her hands within a month but only reading may tell. WARNING: if you are against drugs,smoking,ect. do not read as this book contains it. This book is not promoting, it is meant for entertainment only.
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