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was allowed to bring their mom onstage and explain why she was special.
But when it was my daughter’s turn, the other children BURST OUT LAUGHING.
All because of the scars across my cheek, jaw, and neck.
They called me a MONSTER.
Then they called Clara “THE MONSTER’S BABY.”
“I love you so much, Mom,” Clara cried, “but I can’t stand them laughing at me.”
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