Status: COMPLETED (14/06/2020) "Mama...I wish you were still here." Mari said while looking at the lonesome gravestone. "Mama, help me. I'm tired." The rain ran down her cheeks and mixed in with her tears as she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Mari, I'm here for you..." A certain blonde said reassuringly behind the broken bluenette. ***This is an AU so there are no heroes, no kwamis. However, I can tell you that they make an appearance in the book at the end.*** ~~~ ⚠️ WARNING: PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING ON ⚠️ This story will have references to suicide and depression. It will contain self harm and abuse also. If you are sensitive to these topics I suggest you carry on searching for another story :) If you are still here, I hope you enjoy the story!
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