There are some people that I never offer more information to, there were only a few of my high school teachers that I opened up to, but even when I thought my teachers didn't know me, they did. A month before the start of my senior year in high school, my dad passed away, I only told the two of my teachers that I was close with, but while in HIstory class my teacher that I had the year before as well approached me and asked if everything was alright, even though I told him that everything was fine, he didn't believe me because he said tapped my foot on the floor when something was wrong. I had never realized that I did that, but my teacher did and that is what is called the "blind