I worked much too hard and injured my body; I was stressed by deadlines. My daily schedule became insane - I was dragged around and barely had time to relax. On the bright side, I had been able to wrote over two thousand letters to Cry, who still hadn't responded. I tried to visit him, but when I knocked, no one answered, so I left.
My body became weak, and I learned that I actually damaged my body a lot. My doctor explained that I caused physical damage to my body because of my lack of sleep, and my boss's tight schedule didn't help much.
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15 Years (PewdieCry)
FanfictionPewdie met a man named Cry, and he writes him a letter every day for fifteen years. He gets a surprise on the fifteenth year - is it a good surprise, or is it upsetting?
