“I told myself no one would ever know when Wayne took me in, but I swear it was overnight, the whole town knew that Eddie Munson was a freak.” He spits.

"Maybe it was the hair, or my clothes. Or because people associate queerness with evil and Satanism." He runs a hand through his hair.

"I don’t fucking know. It's just, everyone knew and I-People keep taking it,” He chokes, face wet with tears. “It’s mine, and people keep taking it from me.” Eddie shakes his head, curling into himself.