I Fucking Hate Sunflowers
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Ongoing6m
Last published Thu, Mar 7, 2024
This is my first story so expect mistakes and short chapters. There will be mature language (if you didn't guess from the title) and dark topics. Don't read if you don't want to. English is not my first language so sorry for any mistakes.
George was an ordinary boy, kind of. He was....... slowly ebbing away. He was just on the verge of something. People didn't notice or maybe they did, his voices were so loud he couldn't hear anything above them. Will he get lost in the ruined park or will he find his way after all?
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