The Here and Now

There is suffering in my world. Suffering to such an extreme extent that I may die of it. My sister, however, may break out into a fit of giggles.

A book has surfaced in our library.

A book that will haunt me for the rest of my days, reminding me of my past.
Of that horrific event that took place many moons ago.

One time.
One bloody time. Yet the universe, more specifically, my students, have seen fit to punish me until the end of time.

What is this torturous book you ask?