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She's been wanting me to meditate for weeks, and I've done everything I can to avoid her and the entire idea of meditation until now. "This won't work," I say, frustration dripping from each word. It's been three days. Clearing my head is simply impossible. My brain is filled with too much turmoil and as soon as I reach a point where I think I'm safe, images pop before me. Ms. Beast is another problem. She refuses to cooperate and remains constantly agitated. My emotions are all over the place and she won't calm down. Nova remains a shadow with a strange warmth surrounding her. It's infuriating and anything even resembling tranquil, eludes me. "You no try!" Cosway's testiness doesn't help bu

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Pity flickered across my neighbor's face, but she was nice enough not to ask. I shut the door and rushed to the bathroom. The second I opened my mouth, I puked hard. When there was nothing left, I slumped onto the floor. Sleeping pills hit me badly. Yvonne knew that. She gave them to me anyway. Honestly, waking up at all was pure luck. As I got up to rinse my mouth, my phone suddenly blew up with notifications. It was a group chat Yvonne and I were both in. [Yvonne's unreal. Did you guys see that? Jared showed up and didn't say a word.]

Either way, that’s the only starting point I can think of. Keeping my eyes shut I cleared my mind of anything and everything. I focused on my breathing and the sound of the things around me, careful not to think. Soon my entire body relaxed and with it my mind did also. I was in a meditative type state and every breath that left my body felt like my soul was going as well. It physically felt as if my soul was disconnected from my body. I could feel my body, but only faintly. My breathing felt even and heavy. My body was asleep, but my mind was conscious. I counted my breaths, one, two, three. With the final breath I counted I let my soul release. The feeling was foreign to me. Strange like t

The title: *Meditations* by Marcus Aurelius. I didn’t know exactly who that was, but the cover had a Greek statue. Killian looked calm, composed—serene. Like even if a storm tore through Knight Manor, he’d stay unbothered. There was something magnetic about that. His presence felt foreign and familiar at once. Oddly comforting.

When is this gonna end? Finally, the smell of sandalwood calmed me down and I tried to enter the world of meditation. There seems to be an infinite space in front of my eyes. The world becomes clear from darkness, and real from nothingness. I saw stars in the sky and something I had never seen before, beautiful, happy. "Open your eyes and tell me what you see," Daley said. "I see myself wandering among the stars." My tone of voice became as slow as my breath.

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People moved around them, their faces aglow with purpose and connection. Nathan observed a young man seated at a nearby bench, engrossed in a book. The title was discernible from where he stood - "Mastering Mental Resilience." Nathan exchanged a knowing smile with Miranda. They had distributed copies of the book during their event. It was a compilation of stories, experiences, and practical advice on mental wellness, created by individuals from their community center.

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