Tam eyed the school from the car. “I don’t want to. I can’t stand it.”
Her father hugged her.
“I’m a freak now. Everyone’s staring.”
“Different package, same you.”
The possum headed girl became tearful. “Will I still have friends?”
“Yes. The real ones.”
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No way on this planet you could get me to go back to high school with a possum head. Sorry, but there are GEDs for a reason. This is one of them.
I have never met anything meaner than high school girls. I think a pit of vipers would be nicer. At least they just kill you…
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Possums are immune to rattlesnake venom, maybe that includes vipers…
Seriously though, I know what you mean. I was the fat nerd with glasses and enough wit to really make the bullies pound me. Girls though… the mean ones made emotional scars I still see on some friends.
For the kiddo here however, she’s not the only Exer in school or the world. It’s a tough time still, but dealing with change is what my Exerverse stories are all about.
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