"When I came back home, I saw my mom, laying on the floor, with pieces of glass next to her unliving body.
Blood was around her corpse, red like death.
Next to her there was my 12 year old brother Milo, crying loudly.
"J-jake... What's the meaning of this...!?" he said, staring at me, with tears scrolling down his cheeks. "She's gone, Milo..." I answered, sadly.
He hugged me, crying.
Then something broke inside me.
My heart was crashed in pieces."
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||Jake's sad backstory|| a TMF fanfiction
FanfictionThis is another fanfiction of mine!!! It's Jake's backstory, but before you read... THIS STORY CONTAINS: -MENTIONS OF BLOOD -BULLYING -ANGST If you're not confortable by these topics, don't read. Enjoy ~! 😊
