The Boy On The Bus //Hetalia: AmeriPan//
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Última publicación lun, dic 30, 2019
I leave my house quickly with my older brother calling out for me, I ignore his yells and walk quickly away. I'm not sure if wether this feeling is fuelled by rage? Sadness? Fear? Betrayal ? I feel all of it yet nothing at the same time. I'm powered by this feeling the pain has vanquished all the thoughts in mind. I keep walking. I don't usually get like this... angry, I'm usually quite patient.
Let's go back two years and one week .
Warnings will be placed in the fanfic where necessary
- this will be a medium read
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