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A childhood belief about i'm different

When I was about 7 or 8 my older cousins had me convinced that I was adopted. And that I was once black. At first I didt believe them. Then they said that my name used to be Alfonso Johnson Jr. They said that I could find my dad in the phone book. So sure enough when I looked in the phone book there was the name Alfonso Johnson. I ran to my mom and asked, "MOM, why didnt my black family want me?"

— Jeff

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