"Hey... so uh... ya heading to LA?" Matthias said as he stretched. "Uh... yeah, my mother was um... and I needed to uh... nevermind" I sighed. "you can tell me faith..." He said looking at my passport "well, see, my mother is a.. alcoholic... and she is mean to me" I said dropping a tear. "oh lord... we gotta go the the LAPD".
The plane landed and I tripped on the bottom step. "Woah, you ok?!" Matthias said helping me up "yeah" I said smiling. I then saw what had to be... oh, just a guy.
Matthias and I walked to the nearby PD. "officer" Matthias said as he shook the officers hand "Faith Katherine Rogers" I said. Matthias gently grabbed my wrist and showed it to the officer. "Holy shit!" Officer Keith said. "That's nothing!" I said pointing to my other wrist.
"Your going to a foster home... now"
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Markiplier, saint Markiplier
RandomFaith hasn't had much happiness in life, terrible things have happen at school and she is pissed with life.. But a special someone she meets makes her life so better... Very much...
