Lost

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You and your father, Gerard Way, were at a grocery store. Gerard was holding your hand as he scanned through the items on the shelf. You were about 6, and very curious. You saw a moth flying around, and decided to follow it. You somehow managed to let go of your father's hand and wandered away with the moth. You followed it all around the store and out the front door. You followed it across the parking lot, (not getting hit by a car, somehow) and were on a patch of grass on the other side of the lot, just near the street. You had lost track of the moth. You looked around. You didn't recognize anything. "Daddy?" You called out softly. No answer. "Daddy? DADDY?!" You started to panic. You had no idea where you were. You were scared. You sat down and began to cry. "DADDY!!!!" You screamed. "DADDY I MISS YOU!!!! COME HELP ME!!!" No answer still. You sat there for about 5 minutes, sobbing. You heard a voice behind you, in the distance. "Y/N?" You looked around. "Daddy?" You called out. You recognized your father's voice. "Y/N!!! Y/N, where are you?!" Gerard called out. "I'M OVER HERE, DADDY!!!!!" You yelled, waving your arms. He spotted you and ran as fast as he could toward you. "Y/N, you scared me to death!! Don't ever run off like that, you understand me?!" You started sobbing again. Gerard said nothing as he pulled you into a tight hug. "It's ok, Y/N, you're ok. Daddy's here. You're ok." You cried more. Gerard just held you. "Let's go home, ok?" He said. "O-Ok...." You whispered. And the two of you walked off, Gerard holding your hand much more tight now.

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