My family and I were loading the car to take Rebekah (sister) to my old college HACC. (In real life, she already went there during my time there and then transferred to another college.)
Supposedly I never returned a handful of my textbooks, so Sarah (sister) kept giving me a passive aggressive behavior as she personally collected everything I had left lying around. I was already terribly distressed, as I knew I had returned everything and couldn't know how I had missed them. She kept making hurtful comments and it felt like everyone else was on her side. I wanted to try and gather everything myself but she made it her job to do it just to make me feel bad.
When we arrived and began unloading the car, I was in the middle of trying to carry all my things to return while everyone began leaving me behind. I woke up whimpering.
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