(Hey guy's this is an old story I had written like 2 years ago. I posted it on my insta @/ssoftspidey but I have long stopped posting on there + I took down all of my existing posts. Recently though I wanted to start writing again so I decided to re-write this story. It's an old imagine so please bear with me if it's cringy lmao. This story is written in the 'I' pov of Y/n. I hope y'all will enjoy! )
Some background info on the Y/n character:
I'm sixteen years old, I've lived a mostly normal life with my adoptive parents and their biological son. I have loving friends, go to a high school called Midtown high.
I was eight when I got adopted by my loving adoptive family.
My biological parents died in a car crash when I was six years old. The car crash being caused by their own stupidity of driving while under the influence of alcohol.
My adoptive family had adopted me because they could no longer conceive themselves but they still wanted another child.
I've been with them since the moment the adoption was completely taken care of and accepted by the adopting agency. I came to love them and they came to love me, they've always been good to me, they've always felt like my biological family.
But one night... one incident... changed my life. For the better or for the worst? That's something I myself have yet to figure out.
YOU ARE READING
She-Venom || Tom Holland
Fanfiction"What is happening to me? Why do my insides feel so.., so weird, so different? Why am I starting to feel stronger? Why can I hear a voice that's not mine inside my head? Where even am I? Ugh this headache is /killing/ me."
