Okey dokey, so I just got back from my dads. I enjoyed the moments when he and my step mom would yell at me for (I probably shouldn't write this but I can't hold it in forever) my scars. If you understand what I mean. They tell me that I shouldn't be such a wimp that I cut. I'm with my real mom right now and we just got out of the car. We were belting Newsies on the way home from the grocery store. I think the best part about the trip was when my dad told us the indoor skydiving place was closed for renovations and so we couldn't go and do it. I'm sorry for pushing my problems on you peeps. I talk to my mom and it's better when I do but my brothers usually interrupt us. Well imma go and reread the Harry Potter series for the five hundredth time. *Markiplier voice* Ba bye 👋🏼

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The Girl From the Refuge
FanfictionSet before the strike. Jack meets an interesting girl in his latest trip to the refuge. She is to young for him but might be an interest of Crutchy.