The news was wild. Young male, age 25 shot. I was so afraid. Incase your wondering... It was Mark, who got shot.
I couldn't sleep. I was waiting in the hospital waiting room, praying. "Dear God, please keep Mark safe. He saved me, he took a bullet for me. Amen" I immediately burst out in tears. I ran into Mark's room.
"Stay with me... please" I was sobbing. He was... sleeping. The doctor ran in because he needed to check on Mark. "Ms. Fischbach, I presume?" He asked me. "Uh.., yeah" I responded rubbing my forehead. "Well your father went into a coma." He said. I was shocked.
"Lullaby, little tim, your journeys await you, close your eyes, gentle tim, ship yourself off to China, oh Tim little tim, your dreams are treasured, oh tim, little tim, stay with me."
I pulled out my phone, apparently my YouTube had 1,000,000 subscribers. "wow". I sighed.
I pulled out my twitter page "thefaithkroger" already had 19K followers. "Mark come back" I tweeted.
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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...
