SEEING RED
Jul 11, 2019
2 minutes
Words by Laea Marshall
Stepping into the cubicle, I carefully took off my clothes and changed into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt.
I was 16 years old, and had been roped into taking part in my school’s sports day.
But, far from excited, I was dreading the whole thing.
Not because I didn’t like sports, but because of the horrible red patches that
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