LYRA“Get your filthy hands off my daughter's body,” I heard a woman shout as she ran to take her daughter from me.My brow furrowed, “I’m sorry, she missed a step, and so I thought to help her up” I explained, my voice trying to keep my voice steady.“No one asked for your help!” She spat the words, glaring at me in disdain. “Cursed child,” she added before walking off with her daughter.I stood frozen, my eyes dazed, the sting of her words lingering, and my body shook with hidden humiliation and pain. I pressed my lips to hide my pain, though I am not surprised. Years of rejection and scorn had taught me to expect this, but it still hurt. Every day came with a reminder of how much I was hated.Today was supposed to be different, though—It was my birthday. I had woken up early, hoping that somehow, my day would be better than the last, but as the hours dragged on, I realized that it was just another day of pain and rejection, just like any other day. “Lyra!” I turned my back to se
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