Each time the memories came back, I had to control myself from not wanting to do something I used to do.
It all started when I was born, my mother didn't want me. Part of it was because she also couldn't afford me. She didn't want to raise a human being. she only ever did things for herself I heard throughout my life. Since she didn't abort me early enough, I had to be born. When I was born, I wasn't breathing from the way my "mom" treated me during her pregnancy by smoking and drinking. Surprisingly, I was still alive. They did everything to help me breathe and I lived. During that time, only one person was with my mom in the room where i was born. While the nurses back was turned, she escaped. Don't ask me how, those were the rumors I saw in the newspaper as I grew up. My "mom" never had a name set for me, so the doctors decided to name me after Thomas Edison. So my name was Thomas. I didn't have a last name at the time so I remained without a last name most of my life. After that the doctors had no other choice but to put me in an orphanage.
Hey! So my name is Ava! The author of this story. The chapters are gonna be parts of Thomas's life, if you were wondering. I hope you guys enjoy this! And the reason this chapter is kinda rushed is because I want to get to the orphanage part *hint hint*. Thanks for reading!
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Newtmas fanfic
FanficThings don't start out that great, but can life stories bring people together? Inspired by the Maze Runner. In this fanfic, the trials never happened. Thomas is the main character