A Boy Asked Me to Dance at Prom Because No One Else Would Due to My Scars – The Next Day, His Parents and Officers Showed up at My Door

upstairs, my mother was screaming my name. By the time the firefighters pulled us out, the kitchen was destroyed, and burns across my face, neck, and arm left scars that never completely disappeared.

Eventually, you learn to recognize your own reflection again.

What never got easier was growing up with people constantly staring. No one at school ever continue reading …