BEING DIFFERENT AND BEING REMEMBERED.
Submitted by Hannah
I have an 8 year old brother with Down Syndrome. He was born when I was 5. He is my best friend. Everywhere we go people either stop and stare, or are friendly and approach us with nice comments. Either way, we are remembered. And I'm never embarrassed or ashamed.
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