So I Wrote This Weird Short Story When I Was Eleven

And maybe someone should have called a therapist?

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My family keeps everything. Literally everything. My mom has shoes from before I was born. Because, you know, she may want to wear them again. In some cases, it’s cool: I was able to pass literally every single baby book I had as a child (and it was a lot) onto my son.