TRIGGER WARNING// self harm, substance abuse, emotional abuse, physical abuse. If you are sensitive to any of these topics please do not read this fanfiction.
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I first noticed you at at the end of summer. We were at the park. You were on your back, staring at the clouds, giggling at seemingly nothing. You were five, and I was six. Everything was perfect.
I skipped over to you. You smiled at me. Soon, there was less room on the blanket you were laying on, and we were pointing out clouds together.
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