(Y/n) The Forgotten (Proxies x reaader)
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Hi... My name is (Y/n) Williums. I'm 16 years old. I live with my mother and father... But I don't want to anymore... After my sister died my father started drinking as well as my mother. Every night they'll scream at each other and fight. They don't even know that I'm there anymore... Well they see my every mistake at least. As soon as I make a mistake my father grabs his belt and... Well I think you what happens next... My home life is really bad... But at least I have Toby Rogers! My best friend.... and kind of my crush... He's the best thing I could've ever asked for! Nothing can tare us apart! At least that's what I would've said three days ago... I went by his house on Monday to pick him up. When I knocked on the door nobody answered. After awhile of standing there I went inside. Once I was in I smelt something rotting. I walked around the house to see where it was coming from. That's when I saw them. It was Toby's family... They were all dead on the floor... Execpt for Toby... Tears were spilling from my eyes.. I yelled his name as I contuied to search. I couldn't find him anywhere...
Okay! well I'm go off from there so yeah! Nothing but the story is mine.
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