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I started again the following year, in a different school.
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| Hey, bald girl! Did you lose your hair? | |
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| Not really. I know precisely where it is. | |
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People forgot to tease me about my weight, and focused more on the subtle fact that I was bald from chemotherapy.
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| Oh my god. If I were a bald freak, I'd kill myself! | |
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Luckily, this time I was armed with wit, and more importantly, apathy.
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| Hey Baldy McBald! You're bald! | |
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| Oh. My. Boy is my face ever red from embarassment. Yes. | |
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