Living in Lala~ Land

Living in Lala~ Land

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"Ashley, can you tell me what I just said?" I was no stranger to this phrase but once again for the 5th time today, and second time this lesson, I could not comply. He pulled me into the hallways and started to yell, "Can you please stop 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝒶𝓁𝒶~ 𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹 and pay attention!?" That is my phrase. Living in Lala-land. I haven't gone a day without hearing it since 3rd grade.
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Time was standing annoyingly still and I think I may have forgotten how to properly breathe. "Panda you have to come sit down pacing is not going to-" pushing my hand out I stopped him from saying anything. I stopped him from confirming the knowledge that there is nothing I can do to make this better. I pulled at my hair ripping a couple of strands out in the process. I hated the white walls and fluorescent lights that adorned this place. The squeaky sound that could be heard whenever anyone walked and right now I was causing a lot of squeaking. The strong smell of disinfectant burning my nose but none of it matter right now not any of it. "Where is he?" I heard the voice and my blood immediately started to boil. "You did this" was the last thing I said before I flew and was on top of his mom hitting her wildly. So much for not liking confrontation.

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