Gideon Looked from John to Mr. Williams, unsure of how to respond. This was the first time he would see John looking sober or crying. He hope John would not do a worse thing to him. Mr. Williams spoke again, “good, John. Now you may go back to your seat.” Then he looked at Gideon, don’t mind John, he was only trying to be funny. There is nothing wrong with you. You are a smart and handsome boy, unique in your own way.”
Gideon nodded. Mr. Williams was repeating his mother’s words. She had told him that their was nothing wrong with him or the way he looked. He could still remember her words to him some days ago: there’s nothing wrong with you. God created us all differently. You’re unique and important to God. He loves you and I know you love him too. You are unique in your own way. It is the truth and you have to believe it. You must always remember that. His mother was right, after all, Gideon thought.
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