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Staying Strong

HailieMarie2017

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Reads 301
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Parts 22
Time 54m

HailieMarie2017

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I remember that after all that happened, Mom and I came back to our Wood with the stream one last time. "At least we can still have peace here," Mom had said through tears, but we never came back. I believe it was because it brought back too many memories of then. Of when we had a stable family where everyone was perfectly happy; like those families you see on television and wish you could be apart of. But I guess happiness doesn't last forever. Eveything falls apart eventually.

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The Hours We Have

❝I think we've lost the meaning of family.❞ • • • A few years ago, we tragically lost our parents, and every day since then, my brothers and I have drifted apart. We have intense defense mechanisms and our own methods of survival in the adult world. Our house feels less like home, the city feels empty, and the stars seem more distant. Will we be able to heal as a family? Or will we go our separate ways as adults? ▫▫▫▫ ▫▫▫▫ ▫▫▫▫ Cover is made by me. Copyright © 2021 Josie Marie Any relation to other stories or characters is entirely coincidental and not intentional. Any credit for the #olderbrother trend goes to its appropriate writers/creators. All of my work is original, inspired by the #olderbrother trend, but based on my own life with four brothers.