She Moved Her Chair—and Our School Turned Kindness Into Controversy

“I just slide my chair next to his. I don’t talk. I don’t touch him because I know he doesn’t like that. I just sit there. And when I sit there, he starts breathing again. He looks at my shoes, and he takes a breath. And then another one.”

My heart broke into a thousand pieces.

“Did he ask you to do that?” I asked.

“No. He’s too scared to talk.”

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