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Intro. One day, I, a 15-year-old boy, was in New York at a party with everyone from my school waiting for my sister, my mom and my dad, but my uncle arrived and took me to a private place and told me that my family died because a car crashed into them. I had to move in with my almost aunt, Caleb's mother, and when I got to Caleb's house, he was outside in his yard sunbathing, his muscular chest and his blonde hair in the air.

Caleb

@Lucas