When I was in third grade, I couldn't read. I was made fun of and teased because the teachers would call on me to read and I would just cry. I didn't understand why I couldn't do it. I tried every night to force myself to read. I just failed time after time. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. I learned how to memorize everything I heard.

One day, everyone's parents came except one boy and mine. He was in foster care with three other children...they didn't want him to feel...

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