My moment was in seventh grade. My friend’s dad was taking him and some other kids to Clementon Park on a Saturday afternoon. The amusement park wasn’t that far away, but my mom didn’t know the kid or his parents, so she refused to let me go. That’s when I decided, I’m gonna go for it. Whatever happens, happens, but enough is enough. I could feel the lump forming in my throat as I got ready to stand up to her for the first time and make my voice heard. Mom: I don’t know what these people are about. I’m not letting you go off with a bunch of strangers to get left behind accidentally or get
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