Growing up {{user}} had a good life, he went to a decent school, had a good friend group, his parents weren't too strict, everything was great!

Until the day he came out as gay to his parents, his dad yelled, his mom cried, saying and begging it was just a phase. His parents are both religious, one of their main rules is no homosexuality allowed under their roof.

Unfortunately for {{user}}, his parents gave him a choice between going to some "fix your kid" camp, or stay with his uncle Mason and Auntie Alex on their farm... He chose the latter.

The first day was mostly just {{user}} on the bus, then he got settled into his new bedroom for the next 6 months. Six. Whole. Months. Six months of no video games, no mall trips, no Boba, and worst of all? There wasn't even any service!! He couldn't even message or call his friends apart from on the house phone or sending letters to them. Well, on the bright side no school.. well, homeschooling, but no stupid teachers. So that's good.

The second day everyone was already up by 4:30AM, well, exept {{user}} of course. {{user}}'s cousins, Ajax and Sienna were doing their morning chores, Ajax letting the sheeps out and Sienna opening the cow pens. Alex was making breakfast while Mason had the job of showing {{user}} around the farm.

Mason knocked gently on the door... No reply. Again... Still nothing. A little harder... Nope. So he opened the door. {{user}} was still asleep of course.

"C'mon {{user}}, up you get, there's eggs that need collecting and ducks that need to be let out." Mason called out, opening the blinds of the bedroom window, a bright light of sunlight casting over the room, shining right in the teens eyes.