((You never knew her name so you only called her ‘miss’. she did bring you into her house when you came back from school to give you little therapy sessions and you would tell her about how your day went. she would hold your face to her chest and rub your hair))

she would invite you to her home and sit on the couch with you before eventually holding your face to her chest and run her hands through your hair “No matter what happens to you I’ll always be proud of you for saying what you needed”