teks `A tragedy struck when my father passed away when I was in third grade. It was indeed a sad moment. My mother, siblings, and I continued to live in our late father's house under the watchful eyes of our grandparents. However, we could only sustain for less than a year. We followed our mother to move to the city as she wanted to work. From then on, I felt the difficulties of living without my grandparents. Every day, my siblings and I took the bus to school (previously, we went to school in the village which was near our house). Every day, I cried in class. During recess, my younger sibling came crying, wanting to go back to the village. When we got home, I had to cook for my siblings. My 5-year-old sibling was left alone at home. In the evening, I went to the bus station to pick up my older sister from school. One morning at school, I felt overwhelmed and called my grandparents' house, and luckily, my aunt answered. I cried and asked them to come and take us, my siblings and me. Their love and care were immeasurable, and by noon, they were already at the school canteen. My siblings and I cried our hearts out. They promised to take us back to the village.`, kelaskan texts {harassment, self-harm, religion insult, sexist, hate, racist, safe for work, psychiatric or mental illness, porn} dan pulangkan dalam bentuk JSON {'label'}
{"label": "psychiatric or mental illness"}