Chelsea's POVFor the emergency contact, I had written the school infirmary's 24-hour duty number.The shop owner secured the new silver tag and asked, "What happened to the old chain?""I don't need one. I'll wear it on a wristband," I answered.I picked out a dark blue medical wristband that was adjustable in length. Once I attached the silver tag, I could still see the faint scratches along its edge. But I didn't ask him to polish them away. Those marks reminded me that it had once been taken from me and that I had reclaimed it with my own hands.…My classmates and teachers threw me a small birthday party. We pushed the four tables in the medical dormitory together. Tanya bought a cake without peanuts or alcohol, Ms. Garcia brought me a set of revision materials, and Dr. Zeller gave me a new health record book.Before I blew out the candles, Tanya shoved a plastic knife into my hand. "The birthday girl gets to cut the cake herself. And you get the first slice, too. We're
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