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Last published Thu, Jan 5, 2023
Ace try's to live a normal life after what happened... but it's pretty hard when he's constantly reminded by the horrid nightmares and the constant pity he gets
From his peers, everything seems worthless until he met him...
⚠️TW: suicide, SA, self harm ⚠️
This story is about a boy who is trying to overcome his past trauma, but meets a boy..stay tuned!!!!!!!
(This is also my first story so sorry if it's not the best!!)
-Flynn💕
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