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only three months long, but I grew

almost six inches.

I hadn’t realized I had been

growing, but I knew no matter how

much I ate, I was always hungry.

Granted, we worked hard on the

farm, hauling hay and changing

pipe, but even though I drank a

gallon or two of milk per day and

ate mounds of meat and potatoes,

my appetite was never satisfied. I

assumed it was all caused by work.

But by the end of summer, I felt

strange, and I was so awkward I

could trip over my own shadow.

I had also noticed that my pants

were beginning to look like

knickers, and my ankles would

always have cuts and bleed from

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