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A New Term
Niyi was no stranger to hurt.
Back in her primary school, it had been what she experienced the most; physical or emotional. She still had scabs all over her arms and legs she had been tripped, shoved and beaten, when her classmates thought it would be fun to “test” her and see if her eyesight was good enough to avoid the pranks they played on her. But worse than that had been the agony she felt from being friendless and alone, the one no one wanted to talk to, the one whose bad breath and dirty clothes deterred potential allies. And, back at home, without siblings or parents and with a very cruel maid, Niyi had always felt unwanted, unloved, like a mistake. Her earliest memories included watching her classmates get escorted to school by their own parents and wondering why she only saw hers about twice a month. And, after this, Niyi had had to come to terms with being blind by the age of eight, spend two years acclimating to the new disability, and finally move back to AHS tRelated chapters
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