The reason why.
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 17m
Ongoing, First published Apr 26, 2020
" You left us, Gracie! you're the one who walked out without a goodbye, but by a letter! How, why would you do that to us" Owen slammed his fist down on the table making it shake and create a 'bang' throughout the cold, quiet house. Making my other brothers flinch at his raise of voice and sound of his fist colliding with the table.
" You ignored me! You didn't talk to me for YEARS, Owen! I was miserable, and I was slipping I needed to get out! I may have walked out, but you're ones that left me alone" I shouted, pulling my hair from my roots, wanting everything to just stop. " So, don't think for a second that I had a choice, because for once in my fucking life, I put myself before anyone and I got out!" fuming, I turned on my heel walking away from shouts of protests.

Gracie Anderson was miserable in her house, she was ignored, her own family ignored and shunned her after the death of their mother. Everything that was going for Gracie disappeared after the death, she was the shell of her old happy, bubbly self. Her broken family was grief- stricken after, and blamed Gracie, so they abused, bullied, and terrorized her until her breaking point. So after years of PTSD, being bullied by her brother, and ignored by her father, Gracie leaves. Giving them each a letter explaining why she left. 

So can her destroyed family pick themselves back up again for will Gracie be lost and gone from their lives forever?
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