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Why did she have to tell my parents?” “It’s not like they believe me anyway. They think it’s just school being too much for me, and I’m just being lazy.” “Is there something wrong with me?” “No, I am perfectly okay in sound and mind.” “Am I really, or is it too much for me to admit?” “No, no, I’m good, right?” “You’re okay, Anna. You’re okay.” “YOU ARE GOING TO BE OKAY!” “Anna Fuyake!” the receptionist called out from her desk. I stood up and walked to her. “Dr. Wells will see you now. Just go right through that door and make a left, and her room should be there,” she said warmly. I thanked her and proceeded through the door, down the hallway to her room. Each step I took felt like a heavy weight dropping on me. Arriving at the door, I took a deep breath, turned the knob, and entered the room. “You must be Anna. My name is Dr. Irene Wells. Please have a seat,” she instructed me, using her hands as a guide. I sat down in one of her chairs, which was surprisingly

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2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...

2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...