When I walked into the courtroom, my mother r.o.l.l.e.d her eyes in disgust, and my dad looked down. Suddenly, the judge f.r.o.z.e, leaned forward, and whispered, “Wait, is that really her?” The entire room went silent. No one had any idea who I was until. They called me a f.a.i.l.u.r.e, a d.i.s.g.r.a.c.e, someone they pretended didn’t exist.
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