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　　One day, my husband and I were busy going for work．Our four-year-old son, Justin Carl, had to be 　　1　　 for getting into mischief(恶作剧，淘气)．My husband George told him to stand in the comer．He was very quiet 　　2　　 wasn't too happy about it．　　3　　, he said," I'm going to run away from home．" My first 　　4　　 was surprise, and his words angered me．" You 　　5　　?" I blurted(未加思索地冲口说出)．But as I turned to look at him, he looked like an angel, with his face so 　　6　　．He was saying so much 　　7　　 just his words．He was crying from within, "Don't you dare ignore me．Please 　　8　　 me．I'm important too．

Please make me feel 　　9　　, unconditionally loved and needed．""Okay, Jussie, you can run away from home," and I started picking 　　10　　 clothes．" Well, we'll need pajamas(睡衣), your coat…""Mama,"he．said, "what are you doing?" I 　　11　　 these items into a bag and placed them by the front door．

　　"Okay, Jussie, are you sure you want to run away from home?"

　　"Yeah, but where are you going?"

　　"Well, if you're going, 　　12　　 Mama's going with you, because I would never want you to be 　　13　　．I love you 　　14　　, Justin Carl．" We held each other while we talked．"Why do you want to come with me?" I looked 　　15　　 his eyes．"　　16　　 I love you, Justin．My life would never be the same if you 　　17　　．"Can Daddy come?No, Daddy has to stay home with your brothers．"He thought for a while and said, "Mama, can we 　　18　　 home?　Yes, Justin, we can stay home．"

　　"Mama．"

　　"Yes, Justin?"

　　"I love you．"

　　"I love you, too, honey．How about 　　19　　 me make some popcorn?"

　　"All right．"

　　I learned that as a mother I should 　　20　　 "run away" from the opportunity to show my children they are the most precious gift from God．

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　　“Hey, Tahlia!How's the model?”

　　I had just taken a bite of my hot dog 　　1　　 I heard a familiar voice yelling at me from across the crowded school yard．I saw a group of popular girls who were all 　　2　　．

　　“What kind of 　　3　　 are you going to do?An ad for a Frankenstein movie?”More laughter．My stomach twisted into a tight knot．How could they humiliate(羞辱)me like this, 　　4　　 the entire school?As I walked into the cafeteria, I 　　5　　 the dark scars on my right hand．

　　At 9 months old, I knocked over a tea pot and dumped boiling water allover my hands and stomach．My parents 　　6　　 me to the hospital, but I had to have skin graft(移植)operation．I was in so much pain!But what 　　7　　 me most were the cruel things people said about how I looked, 　　8　　 that day at lunch．

　　The girls were being supermean to me because they'd heard I was considering doing some modeling．A close friend had suggested that I shouldn't let my scars limit me and that I might 　　9　　 a good model．

　　But after that 　　10　　 at school, I was sure I'd made a huge mistake．Upon arriving home, I covered the mirror with a blanket, fell on my bed and sobbed．

　　The next day, I 　　11　　 myself to go to school．At lunch my best friend Jesse tried to encourage me：“You can't 　　12　　 forever, Tahlia．So what if you have a few scars?Just go outside and show them that you're just as good as they are．”Although I knew he was right, I couldn't 　　13　　 standing up for myself like that．

　　However, that night as I sat on the bed, my friend's words replayed in my mind．I'm 　　14　　 hiding from myself, I thought．How stupid!Slowly, I stood up, walked over to the 　　15　　, and tossed the blanket aside．There, in the mirror I saw a slim, dark-haired, blue-eyed girl, looking just fine, 　　16　　 with a few scars．

　　The next day I wore a comfortable T-shirt to school．What's more, I had lunch outside the cafeteria, 　　17　　 beside those mean girls．They were shocked that I should dare to walk into their territory．I felt 　　18　　 too－free and happy．

　　Sometimes people still look at me strangely．They 　　19　　 and stare, but I don't let it get to me．I have applied to several modeling companies, and at least one company is considering me for jobs．Maybe I'll never 　　20　　 posing on the runway, but I do know one thing：I'm done．

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　　Mickey was a cheerful boy．He didn’t 　　1　　 whatever people said to him．He never 　　2　　 anyone．Even our teachers liked his 　　3　　．I always wondered why he never got 　　4　　．I found the secret in his bedroom．，

　　When I first came to Mickey’s house, I was 　　5　　 to the wall of his bedroom．The huge wall was a unique collage(拼贴画)of thousands of 　　6　　 and shapes! “Some people at school think I never think 　　7　　 of anyone．”Mickey started to 　　8　　 to me, “and that nothing at all bothers me, but that’s not 　　9　　．I used to get angry easily．But years ago, 　　10　　 the help of my parents．I started a small collage．I could 　　11　　 any kind of material and color for it．On every little piece I stuck I 　　12　　 some bad thoughts．”

　　I looked 　　13　　 at the wall．In each one of the small pieces I could read，in tiny 　　14　　, “fool”, “idiot”, “pain”,“　　15　　”, and a thousand other negative thing．

　　“Now I like the collage so much that, each time someone makes me angry, I couldn’t be 　　16　　．They've given me a new piece for my work of art．”

　　I never 　　17　　 how an ordinary classmate had shown me the secret of changing the 　　18　　 times into a chance to smile．On that very day, I began my own 　　19　　．I recommended it to my friends and we all became more 　　20　　．