"Hi, I'm looking for a dog." Mark told the lady at the counter of the animal shelter. "I'll show you our selection." The woman smiled kindly as she guided Mark to the back. Mark's eyes scanned the many good dogs, listening to their barks while feeling his heart break at the sight. He walked past many breeds such as...
I re-wrote Five Nights at Markiplier's with different characters (and better editing lol), enjoy!
*This story may be triggering to some. Read with caution if you're triggered by death, suicide, depression, anxiety, and so on and so forth* Following a close friend's death, Mark becomes depressed. Now, he was never the type to get depressed, anxious, suicidal and so on, but this caused him to be just that. Mark wasn...