When I was in fifth grade, it was a normal day at school when my teacher suddenly pulled me aside to talk with my friend, Micheal. We go into the bathroom and she tells me what was wrong with her and he’s she did. I told her not to do what she did anymore and to talk to me when she feels like that way again. Micheal told me she “wanted to know what it felt like. After a moment of talking we go back into the hallway, I stay near her but our class there as well. They were overwhelming her with questions so of course, I tell everyone to leave her alone and to not bother her. Though, Micheal got upset and told everyone, I had no idea why she did that. To this day I no longer speak with Micheal as I have no contact with her, it scares me not knowing what happened to her.