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There was this one Thanksgiving where my family went to visit my grandmother. All of my dad's family lived in New York, so almost everyone was there. Aunts, uncles, cousins, friends. And all the adults were talking, the older teens (17, 18, 19) were talking, my cousins were playing with my brother. Everyone had someone to talk and laugh with. And there I was, just sitting all by my lonesome, in the basement, with no one to talk to. No one noticed me until I came upstairs, and even then I was ignored. I had no one to spend time with. It was then I realized that I don't fit in, not even with my family.
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