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The bright colors flashed on the tv screen. Each intricate detail made my face have awe written on it. It was absolutely superb.
The part of the masquerade ball just finished. It was now the part wherein Madame Giry had her flashback. I felt sorry for the Phantom of the Opera. It was a horrible past.
Neglected. Laughed at. Humiliated. Despised. Feared of. Uncared.
His own mother was afraid of him and left him, alone and uncared. Just because he had a burnt part of his face it doesn't mean he was to be laughed at or despised.
Truly, discrimination is exasperating.
 sinclairvarden · Tue Sep 30, 2008 @ 10:41am · 0 Comments |
