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Growing up , 10 year old, Tyler Dunkin, was always told to "fit in" by his parents and friends. He wouldn't do things an average kid his age would do , instead he invested in future change. He donated money to the poor, signed petitions for protests and even educated older people on racism. Although those seem like extremely mature things to do as a 10 year old, he had his own hobbies. Tyler enjoyed writing novels and swimming. As you can see he really enjoyed helping people and putting others first ALWAYS. However, when it came for his parents and friends to support him with personal decisions he had in his life, society failed him.
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