I actually felt slightly better knowing that I actually cared. Most of my thoughts during that month had been so depressing and unsoulful. I honestly thought for a while it might be the end for me and I knew Gaboury knew what I was thinking all month, I was a different person and he could see it. Every day for about a week I sat in the back corner of Gaboury's classroom and tried to figure out what was wrong with me, why I physically couldn't do anything or even think clearly. After that week in every lesson Gaboury would start the lesson and take a desk near me and sit with me, he would break down all the work and even start slowly by just asking me to write my name on the paper and sometimes it was too much. I remember I was so stressed and panicked when I had to do more and more and when I was stressed he would just say, "look at me," I would go like this, "Relax, I'm not going anywhere and we're going to go do this together, your light is dim." , not turned off, and we will light it up. “I worked with him slowly during lessons, at lunch and after school every day on all the school subjects. Every day we worked Of more and