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I walk my dog at night so I don’t have to deal with other people. While walking down the sidewalk in my neighborhood I passed by this house where I saw four teens playing around in the grass. As I approached closer I saw two tall white teenagers each with their own girl wrestling around on the grass. I could hear the teen girls giggling but they stopped as I came closer. When I passed by them I heard them whisper “who’s that weirdo?”. Now, this is common as I walk around with my hood up everywhere since I don’t like people seeing my face. This absolutely killed me. The fact that I never got to experience this type of joy when I was a teenager. Instead of experiencing love and friendship with people my age I spent my teen years in my room researching the least painless ways to kill yourself.
