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How Has Brannon Impacted My Life
In Branson, I spent my days outside, and with my friends. Although the complex wasn’t all that friendly. My brother and I were blamed for everything, so our father kept us inside making it impossible for other to blame us. Even though we never left the house, we still got blamed for things. So eventually I stopped caring for people and the outside world. It impacted my life because now I don’t trust anyone and I hate the outdoors. I became a shut in, and all I do is play video games or watch videos on my phone. Recently some family that still live there came to visit, and their car was all scratched up. I asked who did it and they said it was the Mexicans that still live there. It was the people who blamed us for everything.
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