When I was a kid, my dolls would tell me about their pain, that they didn't want to move their hands and legs, to be forced to take their clothes off and be puppets. I would listen to their sufferings and my ears would become bigger. When I grew up, I would listen to my sister's sorrow. I would hear my mother's cryings and my friends would just chat in my ears. I would listen to sorrow and my ears would become bigger. Now my sorrows are so big that I can fly with them, go to the sky, reach the birds, and hug the tallest trees.
But is there anyone that listens to my pain?
"Macrotia Definition"
Macrotia refers to ears that are oversized or large ears that aren't in proportion to the head. Th...