When I was little, I used to get picked on for being super sensitive. My grandpa came into my room, sat me down, and gave me this little nugget of truth. " you know what honey, those kids have their own ********. It's okay! Your not made of metal. Yet." And you know what he did? He made coming up with comebacks a game. He'd give me a situation, and I'd come up with a comeback for it. I now can drop sass and sarcasm Faster than a mic. I know there's some pretty good comeback books on here. I have some in my reading list, so I won't be putting any on this chapter.
Fun fact: nobody in my family swears. Makes it that much better XD
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