EMBERLYN WOLFSONG I chuckle nervously to myself as I bite my lip and pick up my bread. "I'm good, Mom, and that's that. I think I would just head to the school. My body can't seem to accept any food at this point." I say with Dad and Mom looking at me with a deep frown. "Are you sure about that? I think this is the point you would need a lot of food so that your body can have enough energy and momentum to focus on your inner being, great and great." I don't even think all these endless lectures are going to get me a new way. It is just increasing the amount of fear I am feeling in my chest. I sigh. And then Dad taking me to school is so not going to be a good fit for me. It's going to end up in total disaster, which I know I might not be able to contend with. "Do you know what, Dad?" I ask, and then he raises an eyebrow, looking at me. "What is it, dear?" "I think I will just go to school by myself," I say, but Mom counters, "That is not happening." I find myself pausing i
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