Lunch ended and everyone slowly came back into the gym. We all sat down and Hanji greeted us. "Hello class," she said before making sure everyone was present. "So, just as we said before this section of the class will be dedicated to you guys and if anyone wants to share."

I took a deep breath and pulled out my headphones before focusing my thoughts. My head already felt like it was going to explode. The process was getting easier while the headache was worsening. I don't know if I'll be able to make this another 3 hours.

"If people do decide to share I expect you all to act mature and be respectful," Erwin added.

"That being said does anyone feel comfortable in sharing?" Hanji asked looking around the room.

Everyone stayed quiet for a moment before Sasha raised her hand.

"Okay, Sasha go ahead," Hanji called on her before taking a seat.

"Should I stand up or?" She asked.

"Whatever you're comfortable with," Hanji smiled. Sasha nodded. She stood up and walked to the center of the circle.

She's got guts, no way I'd be able to share let alone in the dead center of the circle with everyone's eyes on me.

"Alright, well, growing up my parents expected a lot from me. I was constantly under stress to be the perfect little girl. I was supposed to remain quiet unless spoken too. I was expected to take care of all the chores even the stuff I couldn't quite do. I was often forgotten places and left to find my own way home."

She let out a sigh and took a deep breath, "well one day I got sick of it," she took another deep breath, "and well, I had planned to do something stupid. I really didn't want to go through with this stupid idea however I was pushed to believe it was the only way the stress would end. I was wrong of course, but at the time it seemed like the only logical option."

She took a quick pause. I could tell despite her having a smile on her face she was fighting back tears. "I had grabbed all the pills inside the cabinet, and right as I was about to take them all someone grabbed my arm. It was me, but a different me. My power had manifested due to the stress that was on my mind. I knew I didn't want to die and it turned into me saving myself. That was on my 12th birthday, and I can proudly say things get better and I am glad that my power manifested when it did." She let out a big smile and let a tear roll down her cheek before walking back to her seat.

"Thank you for sharing," Erwin said before standing up and handing her some tissues just in case she needed any.

"Does anyone else want to share?" Hanji asked as Erwin sat back down.

Connie's hand shot up as he looked at Sasha. He gave her a smile and stood up. Hanji gave him a nod and she walked to the center of the circle too.

"Well, I can say mine won't be as sad as other people's, but I thought I'd share it nonetheless in case you guys needed a good laugh and yes it is okay to laugh at it, I still do," Connie said his tone was more upbeat than anyone else in the room. I focused on his thoughts for a moment to see exactly what he was thinking since he walked up and said that.

If my story can bring a smile to their faces and brighten their moods at least a little then it's worth telling. Besides, it might also show that not all power triggers are a bad thing like sure they can be bad if you let them be but some are just accidental or unforeseen events.

With that I let his thoughts drift back out to the background. I see so he's just trying to help people in his own way.

"Well, my mother had gotten very sick, which is sad I won't lie that's as sad as this story gets though." He took a breath to get back on track "I often had to do a lot of the chores and errands since my mom couldn't do them. I had to take care of her help out however I could with money which was hard since I was only 13 and not many places would take me. I eventually found a few oddball jobs here and there."

He let out a little laugh, "Getting from place to place was a nightmare since I couldn't exactly drive. So I ran everywhere. Often pushing myself past my own limits to the point I would almost blackout. Well one day I nearly did blackout I closed my eyes about as much as it took to blink and I rammed straight into the doors of the place I was heading too. I hit them hard enough to break them off their hinges and gave myself a concussion." He said laughing a little and a few other people laughed too.

"I'm just glad the building manager was cool about the doors he was just glad I didn't die on impact, but yeah that's my story," Connie said with a little shrug before walking back to his seat.

"Thank you for sharing," Hanji said with a smile, "would anyone else like to share?" The room was quiet and I thought everyone was done when Berthold raised his hand. Hanji gave him a nod. He just stood up at his seat rather than going to the center like the last two.

"Well, it was clear since the time I was born I was a disappointment in my mother's eyes. My mom wanted a girl and when she had me well, I kinda screwed up her plans. She was planning on forcing her daughter to do everything she wanted her to do. She wanted a beautiful ballerina. She took every second of my childhood telling me how much of a screw up I was." He let out a sigh before continuing.

"All I wanted was to make her happy. She wanted a ballerina I took gymnastics since it was the closest thing I could think of that wasn't ballet. I actually enjoyed doing gymnastics however, nothing I did was ever enough. I was always bending over backward to please her. I would train harder push myself to do more since she would talk about how messed up my form was no matter how perfect it was." he took a deep breath and stared down at the ground.

"I pushed myself past my limits and fell on my face... well, actually my neck to be exact. Where I landed I felt my spine crack and there was a rush of pain before nothing. I thought this is it, this is how it ends. I was only 11 but I swore my whole life had just ended with that break. I swore I was paralyzed until I opened my eyes and saw I could move perfectly normal. I didn't know what had happened at first. I knew I had broken something I heard a sickening cracking noise and then nothing there wasn't even any more pain."

He rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke. "My teacher had called an ambulance just in case and when I was taken to the hospital I was told that my bones were no longer hard they were made out of a rubber material. There was a crack in my spine and it should have paralyzed me but because my power manifested I am here today walking around." He awkwardly sat back down and the room was silent.

"Thank you for sharing," Hanji said before looking around the room.

I felt movement next to me and my eyes widened when I saw Armin's hand up. Damn, he was brave, this was the same kid who would quite literally disappear every time he was called on.

"Go ahead Armin," Hanji said and Armin stayed sitting in his chair.

"Um, well," He started before freezing, "I um, well I was always bullied growing up. I was only 10 but the kids who picked on me were as old as 14. They would wait until I was alone before beating me up. One day they threw me up against the wall and I saw a hand coming straight for my face and I guess I panicked so much that it triggered my powers to come forward. I phased threw the wall right as he threw a punch and he ended up breaking his hand." Armin said rubbing the back of his neck.

"The next day they were waiting for me and I just took off running. I couldn't exactly control my phasing yet so when Iran into a dead end I panicked. I just threw my hands up over my face closed my eyes and prepared for the beating. When they rounded the corner I heard them say they had lost me and when I opened my eyes, I realized I couldn't see my arms despite them being in front of my face."

Armin looked around the room and saw everyone's eyes on him. I could feel his panic and before I could say anything he fell threw his chair.

"Um sorry," he mumbled looking around the room, "I still have trouble controlling them when I get nervous."

I stood up and reached my hand out for him to take. He gave me a little smile and took my hand, "thanks, Levi." He said before sitting back in his chair.

"Thank you for sharing," Hanji said giving Armin a smile.

"Anyone else wants to share?" She asked and I thought everyone was done. A minute had gone by and Hanji was about to speak up when a hand popped up.

"Actually I think I should share," Ymir said with her hand up.

"Okay go ahead," Hanji said with a nod.

Ymir stood up and made her way to the middle of the circle and plopped down. She was very tense and I could tell she didn't feel really comfortable with sharing.

"I'm not gonna lie, this is terrifying, but they are telling me that I should share out because it might help someone else and honestly if my story helps someone then I guess it will make it worth it," Ymir said before starting. Makes sense now it didn't seem like she wanted to but apparently the dead are telling her to do so.

"Well, my childhood was pretty normal until the event of my power trigger. It was my 13th birthday, we were going on a family vacation to celebrate it. Everything was going great one minute and the next the car is upside down there's blood in my eyes and my ears are ringing. There was so much pain aching throughout my body every movement felt agonizing." She paused and took a deep calming breath.

I felt myself doing the same. Her story brought back some painful reminders and I was almost concerned about what spirit told her to tell her story. It also reminded me about how she came up to me before class and was going to talk to me before walking away. There was no way, there was no way. Right, they couldn't... could they? She started talking again and I forced myself to listen on rather than face the questions inside my head.

"Sorry, this is a little hard," she said taking another breath. Hanji had got up and walked over before sitting behind her with her hand on her shoulder. She gave her a quiet thank you before continuing.

"I remember thinking I was going to die in that car. I heard my parents voices outside the car directing me on how to get out. They kept telling me to keep fighting that I have to get out of there. I heard the sirens pulling up and I saw my mom on the ground next to me she crawled towards me but couldn't quite get to me she instructed me on what to do. She told me to unhook my seatbelt and carefully crawl out the shattered window."

Her voice caught in her throat and she took a deep breath, "I remember my arm in so much agony it was broken and I was trying my best to crawl on it. The glass was slicing up my arm and leg as I crawled. I felt my foot was stuck and I managed to get it free but there were a few bones broken in it. I remember getting out of the car and blacking out right as the paramedics were walking up." She closed her eyes as she tried to take a deep breath.

I could recognize the tone in her voice and the look on her face. She wasn't just speaking about this event she was reliving it. I had to fight my own mind from reliving the car crash I was in. I took a few deep breaths and felt myself start to panic. I closed my eyes and took a few more deep breaths.

"I woke up on the gurney as they were wheeling me towards the ambulance I remember looking for my parents and I was so relieved they were perfectly fine when I saw them before. I asked them where they were and if I could see them. That's when I saw what had happened. I saw three bodies on the floor covered in white sheets. I started to panic and that's when I saw my parents next to me walking beside me. I could see them clearly and I knew something was wrong since I could see through them a little. I knew what had happened."

She took a deep breath, "They stayed with me the whole ambulance ride. I remember seeing someone else appear and he told me he was the one who had hit us. He apologized and told me he had a heart attack at the wheel. My parents crossed over after I was safely taken to my aunt's house. The man who hit us hasn't crossed over yet he told me his unfinished business was to watch me grow and live my life since he feels guilty. He's been with me ever since like a guardian angel." She took a breath before seemingly checking back into reality.

"Sorry, that was hard to say," she said with a shaky voice as she wiped away some tears.

Hanji helped her back to her feet and she walked over to her chair. "Thank you, Ymir for sharing."

I tuned out what she was saying after that. My head was spinning. I was holding back my own tears my own memories. I was losing control over everyone's thoughts and they broke free from just white noise in the background to full power everything at once. I shot up to my feet as I looked at Eren. I saw fear fall over his face and blacked out before I could even say anything.