Not Alone
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Last published Fri, Jul 27, 2018
My name is Ren and I currently living under a bridge after my family has left me an orphan. At the ripe age of 16, I don't have a lot going for me and will probably end up on the streets for the rest of my life.
I've been alone for years until I am practically forced into a friendship with this little boy named Boniface. With nothing to do I end up spending a lot of my time with his family who are quite some characters. One of his brothers won't seem to stop looking at me though. It's kind of odd.
It is nice to be accepted again at least.
It's nice to be not alone.
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I started this story years ago and I'm still not done with it either because I keep going back and changing things or I forget about it entirely. I've rewritten about half of the chapters I have so many times its crazy. This story used to be called FINALLY LOVED but I took and down and redid most of what I had.
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