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Show Inside Out, 113 She wasn't sure. Could she tell Martina? "You've got to talk to your parents about this," he said. "And maybe a teacher, or a counselor. It covers your back when other people know. We have no sign that this guy is dangerous, but he's definitely a creep. Do what you can now to protect yourself. "And now," he continued, "I wonder if you feel ready to talk about the accident." The accident. "Your mother told me the bare bones of the story a while ago. But I need to hear it from you. I need you to talk about it." Terra sat silently. "Would you rather write it down?" Terra nodded. Although he had become her friend, almost like a father to her, she couldn't stand the thought of crying in front of him. "All right, then. Your assignment for this week is to write about the accident in your notebook. And, of course, anything else you'd like to write." That night Terra stared at the page. It was like having to re-live the whole thing. Maybe not tonight. No, just get it over with. |