Personal Narrative: Heading To The Medical Office

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I remember that day like it was yesterday. It was one o'clock around my lunch period, but I needed to go the nurse’s office because I discover something and I wanted to know what was it. Sitting in the medical office while she examines me, she begins to tell me what was going on with me. I felt my chest tighten like I couldn’t breathe and I wanted to cry in front of her, but I didn’t want to show her. I waited for her to leave the room, I cried myself. Heading to my math class feeling ashamed and embarrassed, I wanted to crawl under a rock so nobody can see me or ask me a question, but all my thoughts stopped when I walked inside the classroom sitting at my desk. Being in class with a bunch of boys was hard, you had to be strong and not show
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