Grade five was an important year for me. It was when I first developed Alopecia. I actually never saw any difference in myself, until I began to realise I was getting more and more hair on my pillow every time I woke up. Grade five was also the year I changed schools. I had found those changes extremely hard and found things difficult to deal with. But, there was one thing that made me happy, and her name was Alice.
By the time I started at my new school, almost all my hair was gone. Everyone had stared at me as I walked down the corridor, watching my every step, every movement. I hated t…
