They Were Best Friends for Over a Decade—Then One Shocking Moment Changed Everything
Here’s where the story takes a major twist. N’s mom was friends with the school’s only guidance counselor, who was in charge of making class schedules and taking charge with “problem children” who were at risk with d***s or violence. One day I was walking quickly (behind N apparently) so I could put my stuff down in class and go to the bathroom like I always did at this time of day. GC called my dad without me knowing and called him to the office for a meeting with the entire school’s administration staff. My dad took off work and went to the school, thinking that my newfound reclusive behavior may have been a sign that I was getting into d***s and the school was worried.
Instead, my dad went through what he described to me as a circular conversation with GC and the rest of the administration. He was instructed not to tell me this, but he did anyway. The people told my father that he had to “shut me up” and “make me leave N alone.” They said that I was causing trouble for one of their brighter and more popular students, and that they had school cam footage they would present to the police of me stalking him through the halls if they had to.
Since that infamous “I don’t care” day, I have been hospitalized three times for attempted s*****e. I had gone off the deep end, almost hurting N during a horrible panic attack. I had cried openly in front of people I barely knew in school. N and one of our mutual friends started bullying me, and I eventually had to move towns and change schools because it wasn’t going to stop. I have one friend that I still talk to from that school; the others I tried to talk to afterward but it didn’t really work out.
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