Tú mi hogar.

Tú mi hogar.

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El presente de Jake, no es el futuro que él planeó en su niñez. Todo es totalmente distinto a lo que él quería. La muerte de su padre lo había arruinado casi todo; la llegada de su padrastro, lo terminó de arruinar. Cuando estaba en casa, no sentía estar en un verdadero hogar, solo sentía estar atrapado, solo sentía odio; dando a luz esa necesidad de huir, ir muy lejos de allí. Su verdadero hogar, no era un lugar específico, sino una persona. Esta historia es cien por ciento mía, prohibida su copia Derechos de autor reservados.
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"Dear Uncle Andrew, Thank you for coming into my families life and making my Uncle Garrett so so so happy." I pause to wipe my already misty eyes, smiling down at the blessing of a girl below me, I ruffle her hair and continue, "I've never seen him this happy, not even when he was eating a Chipotle burrito." I laugh and nod, she was right, Garrett loved his burritos, I continue, "Thank you for the sleepovers, thank you for taking me to get ice cream, thank you for the trips to six flags, even though we all know that you are a big baby and can't ride any of the rides,- Hey now..." I stop reading to give her the eye and wipe away stray tears, she's grinning still, "Keep going!!" I nod and return to the note, "Thank you especially for hiding my green beans at Thanksgiving, Thank you for letting me call you "Uncle" even though you're not really my Uncle, but if you turn around we can change that-No way..." I stop reading, and luckily for me, the note had ended at that. I stare at the small girl in front of me my heart racing in my chest, her eyes sparkling with joy. "Turn around, Uncle Andrew." She whispers, pointing behind me, I turn around....

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