I stared down at the dirt below my feet, the non existent wind rumpling the bottom of my sweater. I missed being able to feel the ground underneath me, and to taste things. I wanted mom's pie, and I didn't even care if it was butterscotch cinnamon or snail or whatever else she wanted to make. I was finally ready to stop being picky.
But it was too late for that now.
I screamed into the open cavern that had been the garden I once played in.
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!"
you know you're the one to blame
"I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THIS TO HAPPEN!"
you knew exactly how this would end
"I JUST WANT TO GO HOME!"
there's nothing left to go back to
"I JUST WANT YOU ALL BACK!"
none of them will ever forgive you
"I... I just want a hug"
My voice fell to barley a whisper as I collapsed in on myself. I bawled with my knees pulled to my chest, arm wrapped around me.
but nobody came
"I promise I will find a way to fix this"
But you've never been very good at promises
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Buttercups
Fanfictionhaving the weight of the world and hope of a race on your shoulders is hard enough... but knowing what you left behind is harder and you're just a kid Be warned, this story contains spoilers for the game undertale
