As I was walking through the old hallway of my high school, my former teacher stopped me. She told me that I looked different, that something just didn’t resemble the same girl she once had in her classroom.
I looked at her confused and asked what she meant. She told me that she remembers the way I acted during freshman-junior years and that’s how I seemed to be now.
She explained to me that during my senior year she could see that I was in a happy place and I was content with the life I had adapted to. She asked me if I had returned to […]