Angel Story4 years oldAngel Story
It’s my first day at school. The amount of stares and gasps that I get is humiliating. I try to shy away but my parents push me on. I come into my new class and the teacher put her hand over her mouth. I feel my face start to burn. I keep my back to the wall. My class haven’t seen them yet but they are still apprehensive about my looks. I back closer to the door. Still holding my mothers hand. She gives me a small push in the small of my back to make me walk forward. I trip and stumble on the upturned edge of a mat. Fall flat on my face, weak arms barely softening the fall. Then the rest of my class
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