backstory.

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Ever since I was eight my parents left me to stay with my Igorot grandparents in our province, Sumey-ang.
In English means sunrise.
I play and talk to my grandparents and cousins there.
I was ten at the time when I was staying with my grandparents when this new kid I never saw before was walking alone outside our house.
I asked my grandma who it was and she said that the boy and his family just moved in from Russia just at the top of the street we were in.
Another year passed and I found out they abandoned the boy.
The family next to them took him in but not as their son but as their helper.
My other cousins tried to play with him but failed.
I also tried to but it was the same.
He has yellow hair and is bitter, they call him "lemon boy".
We make eye contact and would often talk to him but that's it nothing more.

When I was also ten I started to gain weight.
This gained weight continued for three years and those three years made me insecure and develop body dismorphia even when I finally started dieting and doing a regular workout routine when I was fourteen those insecurities clung to me so tightly.
Now I'm sixteen and staying with my grandparents again but this time is different.

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