With some kids you can just tell. There's this guy that lives down the street. I was maybe 14 or 15 when he & his fam moved in. Had a little boy 'n girl. Both 6 and 9 respectively. Me and the old man would shoot ball with his kids, but his son would run away from the ball squealing like a 13 year old white female who had just been touched by Justin Bieber. I knew it then, but had doubts because he was just 6. But it's gotten progressively worse. Even his sister looks at him likewhen he starts twisting and shrieking. It really hurts his pops because he loves sports, working out, ext. We were shooting a while back before I went off to college & the saddness in his eyes watching his son tip toe around while the other boys played ball looking over in complete disbelief with the
was crazy. His pops eventually got tired of it and launched a football at him like
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But I had a friend from church when we were 11 he had a little brother that was like 8. Dude would always hang around the girls playing barbies and all that. Everyone would be like

