Oh, come on. You can smile!
Yeeeaaah, no. I have a case called Moebius syndrome. In other words, I suck. I can't smile, frown, or move my face in emotions. I can only talk. And eat.
I'm called Mannequin at school. The boys call me horrible names, like "crap face", and "cow pie". I can't react, but I can say something. Actions are more powerful them words, right? Not for me! I can only speak!
Welcome to my crappy life!
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Novela JuvenilSmiling means a lot. But what if you don't have any talent, your parents never talk to each other, and you're convinced that you're a nobody? What then?
