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I left well we all left I really don't understand how or why but we became a family and though were not blood we are still are because blood doesn't make a family the heart does this is a story about strangers becoming a family they have had a ruff a very very ruff past and the struggles they go through are not great but to find love among the group they now call family in van they call home is the best thing they have. trigger warning this has some very very emotional background stories for all the characters
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