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Tommy
Death. What a small thing.
When people die, it isn't the fact that they're gone that effects the world around their grave. It's the tears of the people that cared for them. It's the cries of the people that loved them. It's not the death itself. If nobody mourns you; if nobody ever even cared to shed a tear, then your death was just that. A death. A small, simple loss of life. It effected nothing and no-one. You were there, and then you weren't. The end.
When I died, I knew people had cared for me. I knew people had loved me. I knew that I would be mourned. And that knowledge wasn't conceited. I knew it wasn't.
Though, I had been wrong, apparently.
I'd walked around the place where I'd spent most of my days without anyone noticing me. They simply walked right through me, not realizing I'd ever even been there.
Nobody could see me. Nobody could hear me. Nobody remembered me.
It was as if I'd never been alive in the first place.
My death had been just that. A death. A small, simple loss of life. It effected nothing and no-one. I was there, and then I wasn't. The end.
I had left that place. I had ran as far away as I could, going in whichever direction the wind went.
And then I was alone, and it was fine.
I was fine.
I was dead.
I watched the weather shift and change from the safety of a tree I'd chosen to sit under.
It rained a lot.
On.
And off.
And on.
And off.
I cried a lot.
On.
And on.
And on.
And on.
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Tommy & Tubbo || Platonic Oneshots
Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED - WRITER NO LONGER ACTIVE] This is just a book of Tommy and Tubbo oneshots, as the title says, and I have put content warnings at the beginnings of any chapters I think need them :) Also, this book is discontinued/completed and I no lo...
