I stared silently at the photograph.
“But why did you bring me here today?”
Grandpa suddenly picked up his phone.
“There’s something else I want you to see.”
A video appeared on the screen. It was me, about six years old.
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I was running around the swimming pool, laughing loudly, and jumping into the water without the slightest hesitation.
I looked so happy.
“Do you remember that little girl?” Grandpa asked.
I smiled through my tears.
“Yes.”
“Well, I miss her terribly.”
Those words broke my heart.
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“You’re still that same Emily. But some cruel people convinced you that you don’t deserve to enjoy your own life.”
I lowered my head.
“Grandpa, you don’t understand. People stare at me.”
“Maybe they do. But their eyes don’t determine your worth.”
Then Grandpa did something I never expected. He took off his shirt. There was a large, old surgical scar across his stomach.