Learning How (Muke Story) Boyxboy

Learning How (Muke Story) Boyxboy

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The world never seemed to do Michael many favors, he lost his mother at a young age and then his father left shortly after not being able to take care of the emotionally wrecked child. He always made excuses, and this was one of them. Michael had been brought up in a orphanage, he had learned to be just another face in the crowd. He never liked attention, and he almost never spoke. Ever. All the parents who wanted to adopt kids always avoided him, because everyone thought he was mute. He wasn't, he just didn't talk to anyone.No one had heard him say a word since the day his father left. No one wanted him, or ever would. He always felt useless, ever since the day his mother was taken away from him. He had to learn to be strong. It just sometimes takes someone to give you a small push, before any changes are made.
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