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PT Version This story happened a while ago, but since I recently got some updates, I decided to share it here. Well, it all started in June, on my mom's birthday. She isn't really into throwing parties or doing anything big, but the family was going through some rough things so she really wanted to get together with whoever she could. That’s when my uncle (a sweetheart) and his wife (not so much of a sweetheart) showed up. Being who I am, I avoided the party as much as I could. I said hello to everyone, but I ate alone in my room. That was all fine, but obviously, I went out for the "Happy Birthday", after all, it was my mom's birthday. Everything was good, as always, those sparkler candles wouldn't light for the life of them, but that’s usual. The problem came with the photos. I don't really like them. I’m not very photogenic, I always end up with a forced smile, a bad angle, or looking fat. But there I was, smiling and taking photos with my mom and sister behind the cake. Then, out…

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