Brockett Hills

Brockett Hills

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(DESCRIPTION IN THE MAKING!) Growing up, I was always shy. My shyness earning myself years of teasing from elementary to high school graduation. And although I mostly broke out of my shell going into my first year of college outside of my small-yet-big town, a tiny bit of that shyness still clung to me, occasionally showing up in awkward or nervous moments. As I broke out of my shyness-shell, my ability to communicate with other human beings - besides the bullies from my grade-school-days - improved. Until my decision of going to college back home in order to be closer to my family, forced me to go back into my shell as I bumped into him. One of the people I never wanted to run into.
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