Circa 1996

During the autumn of 1996, Scotland was your bat mitzvah. Meaning that all the Jewish community and mostly people you didn't know would come and stare at you as you read the torah. The attention was something you couldn't deal with, that's why you ran into the toilets mid portion in tears. After a few moments of crying in solitude, there was a knock on the cubicle door. "Are you okay? I brought some chocolate." This was a voice you didn't recognise.