Tommy POV
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I'm so tired. How long has it been? Oh right, 6 weeks in this hell hole.
Why must life be so hard to face.
I'm so lonely here. I feel as if nobody cares about me.
I'm fucking 16! I shouldn't be dealing with shit like this! I wanna live a happy good life but nobody seems to let me!
Why does this stuff happen to me? I don't understand why I am getting treated like this. I was framed of burning a house down, and when I try to explain my side.. I get thrown away.
I am not a fucking puppet. I'm about to go insane. I'm about to burst. Burst from emotions.
Why am I treated like this? What have I done? I want someone to come up to me and say "Everythings gonna be alright". I want someone to tell me "I'm here for you" but nobody ever does.
I want to be told that I will be okay.
I want to be okay.
I want Ghostbur, Quackity FUCK! Even Tubbo or Dream to say "Your going to be alright, I'm here for you" but my voice can't ever seem to ask.
I don't wanna be sad anymore.
I have now only realized that I'm drowning in emotions. Emotions I cannot understand.
Will I be okay?
Can someone at least tell me that I will be okay?
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This is a vent chapter :')
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