I TOO, AM IMPERFECT
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Last published Fri, Sep 8, 2023
This was a short diary of a boy that grew up not being proud of his achievements yet was thrown into a mix of high expectations by his peers. This story documents how he too, felt he was the same as everyone else yet they continued torturing him. This diary writes about how he wished his voice was echoed to everyone yet all he could do after all was write his thoughts on a small notebook.
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