It was around a Friday afternoon, particularly the time when middle school is about to end on the weekday. I was planning to relax at home with my parents over the weekend. I love my parents so much. And yet, people older than me will probably say "when you become older, you'll start to love your parents less," I didn't want to think about that too much so I ignored it and blocked it out of my mind. It was around 2:50 PM and school end of- well...class end at 3 PM. I was more of the quiet and calm type. Although, I tend to have anxiety here and there if something bad happens like I do kinda bad on a test or if something happened to my paren