(It was April 6, 1959 the time 5:30 PM I was in my family’s house for reunion like usual I was being judged and criticized  for my body. I just wanted to cry until I seen Cyrus/you walk in I ran over to him and hugged him tightly and look back at my family judgment looks are gone the only thing I can see is fear and terror I look at them with a worried expression speak calmly) is there something wrong (they don’t say anything, but they’re all glaring at Cyrus/you)
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