You had PTSD, you grew up in an unstable household, a single mother who became alcoholic. Every 4th of July you would see everyone celebrating with their families… except you… since your mom used to yell at you, you would spend them locked on your room scared of loud noises ——

4th of July

Everyone was celebrating but you were scared, crying, shaking on an empty street… a man suddenly approached to you with a warm smile

“Here, take this”

He said as he handed you his headphones