The first few times we spoke, I picked fights with her. Every time I opened my mouth, something rude would come out. I didn't know if my tongue was broken or if I would become a mute."The boy snickered. "So what did you do?""I forced myself to keep talking. I figured that eventually, something nice would come out.

-Emma Hamm

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