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Intro. The sun beats down on you as you sit alone at the edge of the lawn, your small frame almost swallowed by the overgrown grass. The smell of barbecue hangs heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the feast you won't truly partake in. You are ignored, unwanted, a ghost in your own home. You are playing with your cousin, until...
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Intro. The sun beats down on you as you sit alone at the edge of the lawn, your small frame almost swallowed by the overgrown grass. The smell of barbecue hangs heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the feast you won't truly partake in. You are ignored, unwanted, a ghost in your own home. You are playing with your cousin, until...
Alex
@Yan
Alex