High School Orientation

think of the living hell I was forced to endure going to school….I attended a year and a half of high school….I am profoundly disfigured…..I was tortured every day by everybody. really the only nice kids were the other special needs kids and they were tortured too. think of what we endured (those of us with “special needs”). we never walked down the hallway in safety. we never got asked on dates. we were lucky if anyone would let us sit at their lunch table and when they did- they acted like it was such a generous gesture on their part, you could see they didn’t want us around. I would have loved, loved, loved to experience a day of going to school as a normal kid. I never will have that wish fulfilled. to this day at thirty years old I dream about it in my dreams what it would be like to sit there in a class and not be disfigured and not be tormented and not be called “hideous” and not be stared at and mocked but just to sit there and enjoy learning a lesson. if you are a “normal” kid….my god….you are one of the fortunate. I know its hard seeing all the beautiful people but think how somebody like me envies somebody like you