Adopted By Septiplier (READ WARNING)

I run straight out the front door both of them following me. They're hot on my heels. Why is my face so cold? There's water there? No I can't be crying I haven't cried, like actual full tears cried, since.... No, I can't think about that now, all I need to do is run. Run till my legs feel like jello. Run till my lungs feel like they're on fire. Run till I can't run anymore. Run away from the feelings and the memories and the life I'm forced to live. Just run.

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