It all started on the summer of 63, my mother had met a man who's name I could not pronounce and he decided he did want to learn how to pronounce my name either, and as soon as the news of my mother being pregnant came, as he once came he also left. Then came the the summer of 79, I was turning 16 that Monday and while riding my bike home from my friend Gabe's house and I saw an unfamiliar car in the driveway. I was concerned and decided to enter through the back door as we never get visitors and if we do my mom usually lets me know. When I looked through the window I saw what looked to be a man in my mother's room but I was not sure, I ran inside and burst into the room and to my surprise... it was uncle Terry.
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The story of yurigay
Non-FictionEveryone starts their life somehow, and yurigay started his like everyone else
