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And Then She Breathed

And Then She Breathed

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 22, 2015
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May was a special child. She was born with a special gift. She was different; May lived, thought, and spoke her life in poem. She didn't know any other way. She was born with autism. She lived a normal life, though; she didn't struggle with anything. She had some friends; she had a lot of bullies. Since it wasn't severe, May went to a normal class. They thought she didn't belong. May wanted to belong; but she couldn't speak the way the others did. No one can go inside and know how May thought. Except you.
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