"Letting kindness get that near to pain is like giving fire some oxygen. Each time it happened, I cried harder and harder and harder as my eczema secretly spread to my torso and made an appearance behind my knees" (p. 20).

"What's the point? If I hit it back to them, They'll just hit it back to us. So why not just keep it, as long as they insist on hitting it over here?" (p. 36).

"I pay attention to lots of stuff...more than most of the kids! I Have to pay attention to all different stuff...at the same time! I think I have attention overload!" (p. 39).

"To compensate for my new and frustrating sinful thoughts, I studied my catechism with a God-fearing piousness and memorized details about the fabulously self-mutilating saints. I scratches my eczema and waited for my calling to the convent from God." (p. 57).

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