The Walls Have Ears: If You Don’t Have Anything Nice to Say, Don’t Anything

Emma still hasn’t done the exercises that her counselor gave her.  She just got back to the dorm when she remembered that she had to meet with said counselor in 2 hours.  “Phew. That’s plenty of time!” she thought as she rifled through her school bag.  She is so engrossed in trying to find that stupid “Interesting Industries” worksheet… Read More

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