Thursday, March 23, 2006
"That's not me." I thought to myself as I looked at my reflection in the
mirror. Then I made a face at the me I saw in the mirror. "You're not me." I said to her. "You're inside of me..." That's all I remember. I think that was the first time I realized that I was different from the other members of my family; I was almost seven years old. I vaguely remember trying to...
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