(Before I start, this is my first story so I apologise if it isn’t very interesting. Hopefully you’ll enjoy)
Disclaimer: This is not a true story. “I” is not me.
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I have always been a different child. Being 15, kids my age tend to be either glued to screens or glued to school work. I’ve always been in between and haven’t really ever fit in with either groups.
My name’s Alexander, I’m a 19 year old boy who lives in Scotland. My family consists of 4 people: my brother, my parents and I. I have a few cousins, all except two are boys. The girls are 19 and 15, like me.
Every Christmas we go to visit my cousins who, although they live an hour away, I barely get to see. These were my step cousins, Guy, 13, and Lena, 19. My mum’s parents split up when she was young and her mum married another man who already had children, hence the step cousins.
I often sleep at their house when we’re over instead of sleeping at the hotel. It was always something we’d all do and we’d stay up until we no longer physically could.