She wondered if it might be the last time she saw her big brother. The countless instances of her picking on him and calling him mean names all slapped her in the face at once. Sadie was too young to realize that life was so short, but the hard lesson arrived early.
Don't worry, open your heart to people with a nice smile on your face, go out in the street and say hello to people
His face was twisted in pain. Blood-red tears leaked from his eyes.
But he wasn’t clutching his open wound, or doing anything to stop the blood travelling down his chest and puddling on the floor.
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In the first year, you think about it every day. You re-live it. Doesn't matter what you do you can't get it out of your head. People tell you it's part of God's plan. It is right but it doesn't stop you from wanting to punch them in the face every time they say it. Then time passes; two, three years.... Maybe you even start to feel normal. Maybe you start to believe that maybe this thing won't actually scar you for the rest of your life. But then one day, something reminds you. A song or a smell... And it touches that nerve, and all of a sudden, it's the day you got that news all over again.
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"‘This one is missing an eye and That one an ear and the Third one leg, and there are Others who lost their tongue or their nose or their head.’
I see and have seen worse, and some of it so hideous that I do not want to speak of everything, and of a few things I do not even want to remain silent; namely human beings who were missing everything except the one thing they have too much of – human beings who are nothing more than one big eye, or one big maw or one big belly or some other big thing – inverse cripples I call such types.
And as I came out of my solitude and crossed over this bridge the first time, then I didn’t believe my eyes and I looked and I looked again and said at last: ‘That is an ear! An ear as big as a person!’ And I looked more closely, and really, beneath the ear something was moving that was pitifully small and pathetic and thin. And, in truth, the gigantic ear sat upon a little slender stalk – but the stalk was a human being! If one used a magnifying glass one could even recognize a tiny, envious miniature face; even a bloated little soul dangling on the stalk. But the people told me that the big ear was not only a human being, but a great human being, a genius. But I have never believed the people when they speak of great human beings – and I maintained my belief that it was an inverse cripple who had too little of everything and too much of one thing.”
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