#310351 - Thoughts and questions that needed answers were beginning to surface. Oh, it's so cold, she gasped as her breath hung around her like a misty shawl, When I was little and in special school, our teacher taught us how to imagine things in our heads and give them meaning, I watched as she held up her hands in front of her as if she was feeling for something, I feel the cold on my face but in here, She tapped the right side of her forehead, In here, I can see it too. Growing up I used to ask mom what I looked like and she'd always say I was as pretty as a flower and as stubborn as a mule.
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