Holding my head up high
本文作者： 21st
I was cute, active and happy – until that day when I was 15 months old. I had a bad fall. I landed on a glass rabbit and cut one of my eyes badly enough to blind me.(1) The doctor said that if the eye was taken out, my face would look worse, so my scarred (有疤痕的) and blind eye lives on with me. |  |
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