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Wednesday's POV
    After Breakfeast Uncle told me to get dressed for school. All he would ever buy me was pink or yellow some gross color like that... It hurt my eyes just looking at my clothes, but I guess it's the price to pay for being normal. Then I was sent out the door... Since I'm only in the sixth grade I've had only one teacher.
    Miss Carden was a great teacher in my opinion, but not others. You can hear her yelling all the way to the office! Usually I spend my recesses with her instead of the playground where I will never fit in... We sit in the teachers lounge during lunch and the teachers really let me be who I want to be!
    With my friends I feel more at home then where I live. This brings me back to my parents were they like me? Or would I be an outsider in their eyes too?

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