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"I've never had a real home, but you've shown me how it feels to have one."
A story about a boy who wasn't too sure about a long life because of his disease. Also, he hadn't had a real home, he went from family to family since he was only little. He tied himself in a world full of trust issues and fear of commitment. He wouldn't let anyone get close to him and fought his own mind full of fear and the feeling of not being accepted. Well, that was what was going on in the inside. On the outside, he made it seem like he didn't care about anyone and anything. He was cruel and offensive. Little did everyone know he was like that because of what had happened to him in his past. The thing is, he wouldn't talk to anyone about it. In fact, he wouldn't let anyone get close to him. Or could the captain of the basketball team change that?
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