Caitlin — Lindsay Anderson

“The thought of going home to see my parents, brother, and everyone terrifies the living daylights out of me.” I said. “Even though I am excited about being there until Saturday, I am also very nervous.”“Do these feelings have something to do with what happened with your brother and friends back home a few weeks ago?” Uncle Henry asked gently. “It has everything to do with it Uncle Henry.” I replied, fresh tears filling my eyes. “My brother and friends decided to believe that awful rumor about me that was on social media, instead of believing me, and deserted me for no reason.”As my wonderful, amazing, and favorite uncle drove me to LAX to board a plane home to Texas, the flashback of what had happened a few weeks ago plagued my memories once more. A few weeks ago, a mean rumor about me brewed by an anonymous individual, and had spread on social media like a virus. Thankfully, it had come down quickly and my agents, fans, good friends in LA, Uncle Henry, my parents, etc. had been there to support me. However, my brother, best friends, and our good friends back home hadn't been. In fact, they had disowned me. That had broken my heart into a million pieces, and I was still picking them up three weeks later.