Years After Helping a Classmate, I Finally Discovered the Truth
I can still picture her as she was at eleven—a quiet girl with a gentle smile, the kind of child who blended into the classroom unless someone took the time to notice her. She was always polite, always prepared, and always willing to help. But something shifted each day at lunchtime. She would look through…
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