Keep The Dream Alive


I’m a shy person. I don’t talk much, especially around people that I’m not particularly close with. It’s not that I don’t want to talk to them; it’s just that I don’t know what to talk about.

I come from a big family. My mom’s side of the family has a lot of kids in it, so I’m close with quite a few of my cousins. My dad’s family, on the other hand, is even larger but is composed almost entirely of adults who I did not meet until I was almost 10 years old. Being the quiet, socially awkward girl that I am, I don’t talk much to them. Most of them don’t even attempt to talk to me. They give me a cup of orange soda and let me sit in the corner on my phone. Nobody ever comes over to me other than my dad, my brother…

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