You are placed in the life of someone. Unknown age, gender, nothing. You have a disorder that nobody knows about, not even you. You try to ignore it but it's no use. Warning- this gets weird and a little violent in some ways.
He was a lonely child. But he had one friend. A friendship born from need, a friendship that has stood for almost thirty years. A friendship that has developed, developed to the point that each needs the other to survive. But Sherlock needs to leave. And he doesn't know how he will survive. He relives it, every momen...
Be warned, there are many stories here that you may question. A lot. Don't judge me too harshly, I'm always cringing as it is. For the most part it's cute, but....