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#disabilityaware The others call me 'special', And laugh behind my back, They think that I don't hear them, But I learnt to; got the knack.
And I had high grades,as if everything turned out ok,like everything was tremendous!But then,one of my 'bullies' was seating behind,he was transfered there.We were "friends" but not so close,we were...
#youngwritershousehold I carn't spel. At leest not verry wel. My mummmi seys I'm bad And thatt maks me verry sad. I rote this poum for herr, Im sory for wot acurs.
Smile Every day I get up out of my bed. I open my sleep eyes and wake my distant head.
Every day I get up out of my bed. I open my sleep eyes and wake my distant head.
A poem based on the life of a friend of mine: The sun has risen a while ago Unlike the youngster still in bed. Though her soul's already been returned, She still clutches onto the embers of sleep.
...with other children when you're poor, really poor. Problem 1. You were born in a poor family and everyone can see it on your appearance - for example clothes. Problem 2.
The F on my paper was the least of my worries. I had bigger problems to deal with, like John getting gum in my hair, and me, stupidly, trying to cut it put myself. Fail.