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I used to be fairly more out going and approachable. I was happier until a certain point where the bullying and some other factors made me loose trust in everyone. When I was younger, I didn't really know what the world was like. I didn't know that my family and I were different. But as I got older, I began to recognize that and hate myself for it. I think everything came with all those words of hatred and age.

I'm now quiet; I don't speak up for myself. I was so quiet, that I lost points in projects and teachers used to accidently mark me absent. Due to being threatened before, I don't speak up for myself. I keep myself isolated and alone. And I cannot talk to people my age.