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Chapter 22

# Celeste's memory

"Freak!" The large kid yelled at her face. "You're a freak!"

Other kids followed. She pressed her palms against her ears with the hope of obstructing their insult from entering her brain. Every day was the same. They called her a freak. They called her many bad names. She couldn't fight them off. The Master would get mad if she fought them. All she could do was sit in the corner, pressing her palms on her ears, and just hoped they would leave her alone.

She didn't ask to be born this way. She didn't ask to have blue hair. She hated it. She hated it so much that she couldn't face her own reflection in the mirror. She cut her hair off because she hated having it.

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