She walked down the road, holding the umbrella carefully. She hated getting wet in the rain. She wished she could have stayed at home instead, but there were some days when you just had to go out and interact with the world. It didn’t mean that she had to like it. Suddenly she heard laughter;…
Read moreDifferent Shreya ran down the road, angrily, dashing away the tears that distorted her vision. “How dare they?” she thought, “How dare they make fun of me like that. Just because I am not like them? I may be different, but I am still a wonderful person!” Then she sighed because she knew it didn’t…
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