UNKNOWN
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Have you ever had someone not understand you, or be confused about who you are? Ever wished you could learn something new? What if you were in so much mental pain everything seemed like a blur? Just imagine your world so destroyed your life pieces don't seem to fit the puzzle. Well I am Adam and this is my life try and picture it... Just kidding you can't it's impossible unless your me.
I am special needs, well at least that's what we think. No one is able to completely identify what I have. I have been to over 100 doctors all over the world, been put into clinical trials, and takin a tons of medicine, but nothing seems to help. I was born with what ever I have but my parents didn't find out until I was 2. All the kids were learning so fast and I couldn't seem to do the same.
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