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You would think that beaning a person with a disability, that is fully functioning in the everyday world, that this would not phase me. I know that all the clangles that life brings us helps us build strong carter, and make us more resultant. But my heart bleeds as a mother fearing for my child. I know oh to well what it is like being different. And you can not look at me, and know i am different. My disability is hidden from the average interaction. (reading my writing is another story.)I fear not only for the changes that a disability brings, but also for how pears treat you differently.