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I am the Disability called A.D.D I am the disability that infects some boys and girls, I get into their minds and make them forget and doubt themselves. I make it hard for children to read, write and learn, I make it hard for them to behave just to sit and watch them shatter the happiness they have known. I always make them do bad things even knowing they try hard to be good, then their parents spank and scream as I sit and watch their hearts break. These children try hard to do right instead of wrong, to prove to their parents they are capable of being number one. But then I seap through that crack and make my presence known. Then they are put back to where no one wants to know the children that misbehave who are not worthy to be liked or known. Now I have completed this task I can leave and start some where else, just to wreck one more life wether it be a boy or girl. |
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This is my idea of what this disability would say if it had a voice.
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