Before I could enter the fifth grade room, my teacher, Mrs. Martin, pulled me aside. She informed me that my sister had overheated in her robe and passed out. She then explained that her consciousness was quickly regained and that she went home with my mom. I felt a wave a relief rush over me. Mrs. Martin started faintly giggling. I was insulted, how could she be laughing in a time like this? She then addressed the baffled look on my face by telling me that when my sister had awakened, she was genuinely flustered. She looked around, confused as to where she was and when the teachers told her what happened, she looked relieved. The then responded by telling them that she thought she died. She followed that statement up with “it would’ve been okay if I had died though, because then maybe God would have confused me with a saint and let me into
Before I could enter the fifth grade room, my teacher, Mrs. Martin, pulled me aside. She informed me that my sister had overheated in her robe and passed out. She then explained that her consciousness was quickly regained and that she went home with my mom. I felt a wave a relief rush over me. Mrs. Martin started faintly giggling. I was insulted, how could she be laughing in a time like this? She then addressed the baffled look on my face by telling me that when my sister had awakened, she was genuinely flustered. She looked around, confused as to where she was and when the teachers told her what happened, she looked relieved. The then responded by telling them that she thought she died. She followed that statement up with “it would’ve been okay if I had died though, because then maybe God would have confused me with a saint and let me into