I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

decide someone matters less because they’re different. You’re kind. That matters.”

Then she reached for my hands. Right there in the hallway, in front of every boy who had laughed a second earlier, she held onto me like I was worth holding onto.

Then she turned toward them. “He’s my prom date. And no, I’m not blind.”

She was the head cheerleader, the continue reading …

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