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Oblivious Growing up, it wasn’t an issue to me. I was unaware to it all because of age and now I fully understand how important it was. This issue, unlike others that were surfacing recently, was a matter of life and death. I had also seen it happen before but it was much later that I decided to act upon the issue. It happened to one of my friends because of this difference. The falsification in his voice as he was ordered to recreate what had “happened” was apparent to me, but never to others. The reason I decided to fight against it was to give justice to him and others who just “disappear”. At age six, my friend and I had been identified as an RBG which symbolized as a way of stating “We’re smarter than you! We are academically successful in more ways than you! We’re special!” Being special and different in the ways we thought and learned, all of the RBGs had to learn in a different area without the other normal students to distract us. When we all reported to our new learning location, I was …show more content…

“As you all know and are curious about, I’m here to tell you how. They told me to tell you every detail because you shouldn’t have information being restrained from you. He went to the pool after school because he saw a kitten that was close to drowning and wanted to save him. He saved the kitten, but it hissed at him and scared him which explains why he slipped into the pool. He didn’t know how to swim but when people realized that, it was too late. He’s in a better place now and he will be missed dearly. You may now continue with your learning. Goodbye.” The story was clearly made up from the first fact. He was allergic to cats; He was an excellent swimmer; and after school he goes to the library to help his father. It’s nowhere near the pool. As I think over the events happened when the crayon fell out of my pocket. What if those are clues? Could it signify something more than a crayon? Could the other things be the same

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