A Little Known Thing Called Happiness

A Little Known Thing Called Happiness

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Yobi was a different girl in her small town community, she wasn't happy. She didn't want to play with kids her age, she would rather sit on the bench while people laughed and pointed at her just because she had a crush on a girl. She wore two different shoes because she wanted to be different, but the differences seemed to cause her more pain. They made fun of her for her friend, who likes boys. They thought everything was wrong with her, because she was completely different than everyone in her community.
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