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At only twenty-two years old, Anneliese had already learned a few hard lessons: fairy godmothers had no magic powers and toads didn’t turn onto princes
Apart from fairy tales not being real, she had learned another hard lesson: people were not tolerant with others. At all. Even if they said they were, their patience—and their prejudice against those who were different or disabled, be it muteness or any other disability—showed sooner or later. If they volunteered in Africa or donated money to a cause, well, all that jazz was just for f*******:, i********:, and Twitter.
Most of the time, a girl like herself needed to stand on her own and face her challenges alone. This evening was one of those. The double oak doors of the library loomed before her.
She swallowed hard. She knew, behind
