Introducing the second in the Unwanted Life story series, this time Lindsay, who blogs over at \u2013\u00a0Live, Parent, Teach, Repeat<\/a><\/span>\u00a0\u2013 shares her story with us of feeling like the unwanted runt of the litter.<\/p>\n

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But that\u2019s enough from me, so without further ado, here\u2019s Lindsay\u2019s story in her own words.<\/p>\n

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I have few memories of my schooldays but one stands out. It was parents\u2019 evening at secondary school (Year 5 in old money) and my GCSE English coursework was available for my dad to read. At the time I was excited for him to read my literary endeavours; I considered this to be my most productive period! I just loved to write. However, I\u2019d forgotten about one particular piece. To this day, I can still remember how it ended.<\/p>\n

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And I can still remember my dad\u2019s reaction. I was detailing a family situation and how I felt to be a member of this clan. I\u2019d never talked about it before. That was something I didn\u2019t do. But I could write about it easily and clearly. And after reading it, my dad walked up to me and said, \u201cYou are not the runt of the litter.\u201d This is the story.<\/p>\n

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