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Justin looked up and glared right in Danny's eyes. *** "How can you control your temptation to shout, slap, or punch someone, class?" Several comments erupted at once as Justin shushed them as the class speaks simultaneously. "Raise your hands, class," Justin muttered. The whole class does the thing and Justin pointed out to random children, and they say their opinions about controlling their despair to hurt someone. Some say to stay quiet as the weather inside starts to calm down, some say to talk to them in a nice way and some say that they will listen to music to calm them down. But one child answered very differently with the class and it caught his attention.

Like he noticed something shift. My grip tightened. “Did he just react?” “Yes.” That wasn’t good. Not at all. I stepped closer. One more step. The air shifted. Subtly. But I felt it. The same distortion from outside. Condensed. Focused. Around him. “This is it,” I said. “Yes.” Silence stretched. Then. “What do you do?” she asked. I didn’t answer immediately. Because I didn’t know. Touch? Speak? Observe? Every option felt wrong.

(tell me) What should I do?

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She fished out a miniature glass ball from her pocket and whispered to Tom. “Throw this at that black smoke.” Tom nodded, took the little ball, and with all his might, threw it at the black mist. As the ball whisked through the air, Suzanne urgently whispered a small chant. And just as the ball neared the mist, it transformed into a shimmering white net and engulfed the mist. The mist did not struggle. In fact, it looked as if it had given up.

"I do not know how to stop." "Then learn." "How?" "I do not know. But you need to figure it out."

"Stop fighting it. Close your eyes and relax. Estarás bien," *****