S,
It will change. Just keep dreaming. Keep learning. His insults are lies, and his lies are finite. Your words, your stories, the worlds you will create – they are not.
Why should you believe me? How do you suppose that lady at the bookstore knew about the Egypt story, when only your cat knew? (By the way, when you’re 14, get your mom to board that cat. Don’t leave her with Ann. It wouldn’t be Ann’s fault, but you’d never see Katie again.)
I believe in you.
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