Helping Them To Understand, (short story post)

So one day I was thinking how good it would be to be a overcomer of my childhood depression from always being different. I was always told that I was a stuck-up and a know it all. I only wanted to be myself. I did not want to be somebody else. Why would people laughContinue reading “Helping Them To Understand, (short story post)”

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