Never Coming Home...? [ON HIATUS INDEFINITELY]
TwentyOnePinetrees
[An Original Story]
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Jaime Adams. They/Them. Pansexual. Closeted, of course. Another soldier in the Gulf War of 1990. Lots of friends, good morals, a typical ambivert. They're a pretty good fighter, great with a gun.
Jaime's fighting in the war is almost over, but they don't know that. It's January 27, 1991. Another day, another battle. They're pretty tired of it, to be honest. When they go out into the fight that day with their best friend, Rowan Myers, they're not expecting much to happen.
Until a gunshot from the other side rips through their heart.
Black.
Then white.
Where?
Who knows.
All Jamie knows is that...
They're dead. And they're not coming home for real any time soon.
Nope. They're never coming home.
Or are they?
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Hey y'all :3 I said once that I was thinking of writing an original story.
I wasn't thinking of this one *goose laugh*
This thing was born from five things.
- Ghost of You by MCR
- A Frerard fanfic (i used to read those and now i want to beat my past self for it)
- An English essay
- My messed up mind
- My cold dead black and shriveled up heart
Hope you enjoy, it's a ghost story about an enby who dies in a war and comes back their home country of the US to attend their own funeral and eventually haunt their best friend!