I am Normal
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Hello. My name is Henry. Yes I am Asian. I have one thing that makes me stick out from the crowd.
I was born deaf.
Now I know that doesn't mean much. Well actually, it does. I was born without the ability to hear noises, sounds, hear the newspaper page flip. I was born without the ability to hear my mother talk. All these things most people take for granted.
I found people don't judge me online. I met this girl. Ah, she is my best friend, but she doesn't know. How do you think she'll react? Maybe she won't accept me anymore. This is my story.
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