Cw: angst
"just come home" his mother cried as she blew out the 35th birthday candle, it had been 10 years since he left, no matter what the police said, she would always wait on him to come home, Into her arms.. she'd even wait on his best friend, she missed having sleepovers.. both of them laughing at the dinner table, coming into his room to find them awake giggling at midnight, she missed her babyboy she wanted him home... "Please Freddie... come home"
But she can't have him home.. he can't come home.. because he's "dead"
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General Fictionthese are short stories from redacted asmr's serve (written by me) I don't own any of these characters
