poem//short
Three days left
At about 1 pm a knock abruted from the door.
It was Mark.
He wouldn't stop badgering me with questions.
He made me show him my arms.
He asked where mom is.
Truth was, I didn't know.
But I told him she was at a checkup.
He doesn't believe me.
He wouldn't leave until I spilled the beans.
I gave in.
I'm sick of feeling like this so I told him.
Everything.
I sobbed into his arms.
He's only upset that I didn't tell him from the start.
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Finding Myself Again (Adopted by Markiplier)
FanfictionA girl with a normal life. Normal parents. Normal friends. Normal hobbies. Then it all changes in a split second. One second that predicted her entire future. What happens when Mark (aka Markiplier) comes to her rescue? This is Karli's story. TW...
