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Summer months had passed in a flash. After just one month of school, the first groups had already been formed. But none of them wanted you among them, even though all you wanted was to be part of something. You seemed invisible. Then, in February, the month of mocking began. A girl started mocking you because you were a little older than the others. And so every day, with every mockery, with every bad word, with every exclusion, you felt more and more unhappy. It was something that grew inside. It grew, grew and grew. And you, along with him, literally got a little bigger.
