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ᴍᴜᴍᴍʏ😊where’s George🤔I cooked him🤪PEppA🤓….*ᴇʏᴇs ᴛᴜʀɴ ʀᴇᴅ* GOErGEE👹 𝘈𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏✨😱
ʰᵉʸ.... ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵘˢᵗ'ᵛᵉ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ʰᵒʳʳⁱᵇˡᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ, ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ʳᵉᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵒⁿ, ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜˡⁱᶜᵏ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵍ '' ᶜᵘᵗⁱᵉʳᵒⁱ ,, ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᶜʳᵒˡˡ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ ᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʰᵉˡᵖᶠᵘˡ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ.. ʰᵒᵖᵉᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᵘ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ..
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yall i once stepped on a pufferfish and it exploded poison everywhere 🤪🤪🤪🤪🤯🤯🤯🤯
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😘🔪 murder🤭sillyy😱 wait 🥺mb bro🤩thought u were toxic🥰 you look so stabbable🤐 dont tell anyone or else 💀 anywayyy <𝟑
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the tea on here is lowk spicy.... like no way its a bunch of kids arguing. anyways if you guys wanna do groupchats to argue on go to Studocu.com LMFAOOOO!!!📽🎬🎭
*farts violently* *o-oops.. I-m sorry😓😓❤️❤️ was that too stinky n loud? I promise not to e-eat 69 beans a day, U-UWU!! Kacchan! :33 I ate child wen todey😜😜😋😋🙏🙏 r u gay, I-I MEAN!! Uhh, I shiddted bricks on your uncle's lingerie😅😅😅 sowwy I-I OWOO I wuvv shoving shovels down 2 week old orphans throats!! Haha, so preppy, I'm sorry if I bothered you. I-I'm just built like this *screams like a time bomb built from 1869* THE ZAZAAAj💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩 DATTEBAYOOO AMBATUKAAAMM (bwwhdjhdbbdbdbbbbbbhhhbb) 😝😝😝😝 d-do u also uhh use ur grandparents ashes as seasoning and chew on their breast implants?? DRAKE DRAKE DRAKE DRAKE👰👰👰👰👰🤰" *she looks into ur hairy azz as she grabs the scaramouche flavored Nair cream and menacingly shoves it up ur azz* *looks at ur toes* GYATTTT😍😍😍😍 *licks ur toes* It tastes like rat dookie and potato corner Yummers U-UwU 🤗🤗🤗 Ngl you look like Caseoh no Offense sorry Kacchan UWU OWO 🥺🥺🥺 *pulls out mewing toy and starts mewing* *Pomni Pomni rizz starts playing* AUGH. I-I mean I'm so skibidi oh, btw have you seen my skibidi slicers UwU if you find them pls give them back to me U-UwU *Fards and shids out a HUGE GIGANTIC dookie 😘💩💩* *Starts twerking and makes an earthquake happen* *Skibidi toilet starts playing* *1000 years later... There's a war; Skibidi toilets vs The sigma wigmas* Captain, captain! I think we are ready to fight the skibidi toilets sir! Captn. Sigma: Okay soldier. How many do we have? We have 90,000 Gyatt Rizzlers, 12,000 Fanum Tanks, And 9,000 Chicken Rizzlers! Sir! Captn. Sigma: Now, let us fight the Skibidi toilets! *RAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH* *Skibidi toilet music playing in the background* *The Sigma Wigmas won* Captn. Sigma: That's what you get for stealing our skibidi slicers! Captn. Skibidi: Auggghhh.... *dies*
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Dropping some school related drama . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ Okay so, i was going into the girls bathroom the other day and i legit saw a megamind shrine. A FRICKING- like there was a blue balloon on it was a pic of megamind, and around it was blue jewellery and stuff nah but seriously two girls SKIPPED school to watch over the shrine my school is a psych ward at this point (╥﹏╥)
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Kept In Dark "I'm worried about myself," Nick said. "Maybe you should be," I told him. "Can't we turn on some lights?" "Not yet." Sometimes it's hard to tell when a friend is joking. But Nick had sounded truly nervous when he asked me to come over this afternoon, so I decided to take him seriously. "What's got you freaked out?" "I've been having dark thoughts lately." "Everyone has dark thoughts." "Not like these. They're sick, man. I don't know where they come from." "Horror movies?" "No, I don't watch those. But I've... I've also been having these crazy dreams. Really vivid. Like, apocalyptic, with demons. I'm afraid to sleep." "You have been looking kind of washed out lately," | admitted. "Maybe see a doctor?" "Wouldn't help." "Why not?" "Because there's more to it. That's why I called. I need you to tell me if you see it, too." "See what?" Nick stood up and walked to his window, where the sun glowed faintly behind cheap venetian blinds. He pointed at the floor. "Watch that spot. Right there." "The carpet?" "Just watch. Please." "Fine." The carpet looked normal, not even a stain. Then I heard Nick take a deep breath, followed by the clacking blinds as he pulled the cord to expose the sunlight. "Jeez!" I cried, yanking my feet off the ground as a dark shape came slithering forward. It disappeared directly under the couch where I sat. "Oh gosh," Nick moaned. "You saw it." "That's... impossible. Was that really your...?" "Yeah," he nodded miserably. "I've heard of being afraid of your own shadow, but why is mine scared of me? What does it know? by IPostAtMidnight
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There's No Reason to Be Afraid By Reddit user by whoeverfightsmonster ~ When my sister Betsy and I were kids, our family lived for awhile in a charming old farmhouse. We loved exploring its dusty corners and climbing the apple tree in the backyard. But our favorite thing was the ghost. We called her Mother, because she seemed so kind and nurturing. Some mornings Betsy and I would wake up, and on each of our nightstands, we'd find a cup that hadn't been there the night before. Mother had left them there, worried that we'd get thirsty during the night. She just wanted to take care of us. Among the house's original furnishings was an antique wooden chair, which we kept against the back wall of the living room. Whenever we were preoccupied, watching TV or playing a game, Mother would inch that chair forward, across the room, toward us. Sometimes she'd manage to move it all the way to the center of the room. We always felt sad putting it back against the wall. Mother just wanted to be near us. Years later, long after we'd moved out, I found an old newspaper article about the farmhouse's original occupant, a widow. She'd murdered her two children by giving them each a cup of poisoned milk before bed. Then she'd hanged herself. The article included a photo of the farmhouse's living room, with a woman's body hanging from a beam. Beneath her, knocked over, was that old wooden chair, placed exactly in the center of the room.
CRYBABY Late last night I woke up to the sound of someone crying. It was an eerie sound, and surprisingly loud as well. Although I wanted to get up and go check it out, I was a bit scared and tired so l ignored it by hiding under the covers. Today at breakfast I told my roommate about it. "That was me." She replied with a tone of fear in her voice. What a relief, I thought. "I was crying because I saw a... a thing watching you while you were asleep." @Death.and.Terror
When / was younger, my uncle John was going through a divorce. He came round to our house to get some advice from my parents and at one point said he could feel the energy of two children, a boy and a girl, in one corner of the room. Soon after, four year old me walks into the room and I said "The children woke me up." My folks asked what children, so I point to the same corner uncle john mentioned and say "Those children" and everyone went pale and quiet. - cocgamer
The clown statue A couple with children were trying out a new babysitter. About an hour after they left for a night on the town, they realized they had forgotten to give her their cell phone number, so one of them called her. After she wrote down the number, the babysitter asked if she could watch satellite TV in their bedroom. She had just put the children to bed and wanted to watch a particular show. (The parents didn't want their children watching too much garbage, so the living room TV did not have satellite channels.) Well of course she could watch TV in their room, they replied. The babysitter had one other request: could she put a sheet or blanket over the clown statue that was in the bedroom? It kind of made her nervous. "Take the children and go to the neighbors," said the parent. "We don't have a clown statue, we'll call the police." The police caught the clown as he was running through the neighborhood.
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for those wondering what palestine is, Palestine is a country in Asia. Palestine was invaded & colonized by Israel, another country, 76 years ago. since then, Israel has been displacing and hurting Palestinians, and also doing the same to other Arab countries such has Lebanon, Sudan, Syria, etc. 🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸
STORYTIMEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! So one time it was midnight and i was trynaa get some SNORK MIIIMIMIMIMIMIMI time 💤💤 yk. And my older brother flicked the lights on and off in my room and woke me up. I got out of bed and asked what he wanted and he showed me a picture of the FATTEST PIGEON YOU HAVE EVER SEEN LIKE--- IT WAS THE BIGGEST FRICKING BIRD EVER!!! So then a year after that happened he got me a very fat pigeon stuffed animal and I named it after him. Idk just a random story that you had to hear :3 ---ASH0NP4WZZ⋆°⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺
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hey person, it's ok to feel sad. it's normal to be bad, but just remember this: there are people out there as well. i know that you can think that you're drowning in whatever you're feeling and no one understands you, but you are loved. you may be going through a rough time, but always remember that life is long and it will end by itself, you don't need to be the one doing it. even if you aren't taking any action, you need to remember that it will definitely end. you may even be forgetting about the beautiful things in life! focus on the good things. it's fine to feel bad sometimes, but remember to take a day off and have fun ok? i know you feel guilty sometimes for stuff, but hey, shove it aside, take a break and come back later. i love you <3
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✧:・゚( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ・゚✧𝙈𝙮 𝘽𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙈𝙚✧:・゚( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ・゚✧ ╭───────· · ୨୧ · · ────────╮ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓐𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽: ╰─────── · · ୨୧ · · ────────╯ ⠀⠀ ⠀:¨ ·.· ¨: ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ `· . ꔫ ╭──────────.★..──────────────────────────╮ ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ ⋆。‧˚ʚ Name: 𝑲𝒂𝒊 ɞ˚‧。⋆ જ⁀➴ Age: 𝟙𝟠 🕊 ˚✧ ₊˚ Pronouns: 𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖎𝖒 ✮˚.彡⋆。˚ Height: 𝟝'𝟜" ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚.˳·˖✶✶˖·˳.๋࣭⋆.ೃ࿔*:・˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚.˳·˖✶✶˖·˳.๋࣭⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ˚₊‧꒰ა Name: 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 {𝓡𝓳} ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ °❀⋆. Age: 𝟙𝟡 *・⋆.ೃ✧ Pronouns: 𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖎𝖒 * ੈ✩‧₊˚ Height: 𝟞'𝟙" ⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•❅*‧ ‧*❆ ₊⋆⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚ ✂ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ ๋࣭ ⋆。 °✩ Name: 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 ✩⋆° 。 ๋ ✧°⋆˚୨୧⋆。 Age: 𝟙𝟟 ‧₊˚જ⁀➴๋࣭ ⭑๋࣭ ⭑ Pronouns: 𝖘𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖊𝖗 𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ‧⊹♡☁️ Height: 𝟝'𝟚" ๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ ⋆ ˚。⋆୨𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐧୧⋆ ˚。⋆ ⊹⋆ꖛ`ʬ۪꒰ Age: 𝟙𝟠꒰ʬ۪`ꖛ⋆⊹ ๋࣭ ⋆。 °✩ Pronouns: 𝖘𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖊𝖗 ꒰ა ˚₊ ✧・Height: 𝟝'𝟛" ︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿ ╰─..★.───────────────────────────────────╯ ♡ ☆ .♡‧₊˚ 🌠 ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮ ㅤ ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮. ( ) ♡ ( )☆ ♡ ╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮ ͜ ◟◞╯♡ . ☆ ㅤㅤ( )☆ ♡ ♡   ╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞╯ . ☆ /) /) ପ(˶•-•˶)ଓ ~ If you want to view the story, please press the "M.B.I.I.W.M" tag /づ づ
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❗Berry Avenue Story❗ I had a friend, Lily. She had the most perfect, straight, blond hair with the most gorgeous pair of chestnut eyes. Everyone loved her- no, they adored her. Every time she walked in the hall, she always left girls complimenting her and boys deeply in love. But for me, it was different. They didn't care about me at all. In fact, they acted like I didn't exist and I wasn't there. Although Lily was popular and all, she was really nice to me and everyone and had good grades. She was a good friend, but I was jealous of her. One day, I invited her to a sleepover, and that's when I took action and made sure she wouldn't be back. Everyone was in shock, they couldn't believe that Lily had died. After that night, the police found her body in a shed. After that, I dated Lily's boyfriend, my long-time crush. After we finally became adults, he proposed to me. I was so excited for our wedding-and it was today. I felt so gorgeous and beautiful in my white pearl wedding dress. Though I did feel a bit of guilt towards Lily. Over these years, I've been trying to do my best to forget about her and move on. Just as we were about to complete the ceremony, a woman wearing a black wedding dress with wilted flowers in her hand walked on the aisle. We were all confused and told her to leave. She was wearing a black veil over her face, and looked down. When she finally looked up and removed her veil, I realized that it was Lily. In terror, I dropped the bouquet and fled. He came up to me and asked what happened. I asked, "You didn't see her?" He was extremely shocked and asked, "What do you mean? See who? Are you imagining things?" Soon, I felt faint and fainted. It was a totally blackout, I couldn't see anything or even move. But I sure was awake. And when I finally was able to open my eyes, I was in a hospital, in one of those hospital gowns. I looked at myself, I was all weak, and wrinkly. A lady there smiled at me and said, "It was great being your nurse. I'm so sorry that you couldn't live any longer." Someone was about to unplug something, and that's when I saw a ghostly figure of Lily and she said, "This is my revenge, you're coming down with me."
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i feel like my bf is losing feelings for me. a few weeks ago my bf blocked me. his reason was because “to work on his mental health” i believed him, and we got back together and now hes acting like he dosent even love me anymore. his mood changes and i dont know what to do anymore.
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eclipse - chapter one. credits: me and my sister. please don't hate, it's my first time ever writing a story fr fr. tell me if yes and tag me in the post. (hiii_happeygirl) idgaf if u repost this just pls give credit, as this took long to make. (i have adhd rlly bad and its hard for me to focus on a task for very long) I walk into the coffee shop with absolutely no idea of what is going to become of today. Will their bond become stronger? Will I be left alone to cry? I don’t know. It smells of coffee of course, and sugar cookies. Oliver and Lexi arrive a few minutes after me and hug when they get behind the counter. I set my space up and start making a batch of cookies so we’re prepared to start the day. Baking cookies was a hobby of mine, and to make it even better, it took the thought of Lexi and Oliver off my mind. Oliver approaches me with a smirk on his face. “Hey,” he says. I take my airpods out and look into his eyes. I stand there and admire them for a little bit. “Maddie?” he asks again. “Yeah?” “Um… just wanted to ask if you wanted to go to our one-month anniversary celebration.” “Oh,” I turn around and stir my cookie dough. “sure!” He turns around and looks over my shoulder at the cookie dough I’ve made. “Here,” Oliver hands me an envelope that looks stuffed. I put on a fake smile and open it. Inside, there’s no invitation to a celebration. It’s a card. Handmade. “L O V E you! XOXO, Oliver” it reads. This is a prank, I tell myself. Looking into his eyes, I can tell he’s nervous. I don’t say anything and move on to the next thing in the envelope. A 25-dollar gift card to a spa. I can feel myself smiling. The last thing in there is a small bag of Hershey bars, my favorite candy. He sees that I’ve found everything he put in the envelope. “That’s what I got for Lexi. Is it good?” he finally says. A look of disgust forms on my face. I slap his shoulder and walk out of the coffee shop. I walk all the way home. “You fvck!ng b!+ch!” I scream when I get inside my house. Lexi is an exact copy of me. She has brown hair like me, blue eyes like me, and likes the same movies and candy as me. The only thing I ever was to him was his type. I should have known that the envelope wasn’t for me. Nothing good is ever for me. It then hits me. I haven’t experienced any happiness since the day me and Oliver broke up. I wait to cry until I’m in my bed.“Why can’t I be Lexi Brooks?!” I cry. I cry for hours. I cry until I can’t cry anymore. “What am I gonna do with my life?” I say while wiping my nose. Oliver texts me. “I’m really sorry about earlier. I didn’t know you would be upset about it like that. I had thought you moved on. Please forgive me. I don’t want things to be awkward. You’re still a great friend to me. And you know what? Lexi broke up with me earlier. So we can be sad together.” “not in the mood 4 ur games rn” I text back. “I promise it’s not a trick. Please just forgive me, Maddie. I love you. I wanted to say that earlier. But I thought you were over me. Lexi was always rude and used me for the money. I didn’t have the courage to end things with her, so I stayed with her. Though I thought I didn’t like you anymore, I realized I still do. Maddie, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” “i swear its not funny oliver. i just want u 2 know im happy 4 u guys” “were not together anymore ily maddie pls just forgive me for everything” “fine! i wanna talk to u irl…come 2 my house and we can talk” “sure maddie :)” *** “Yeah!” I giggle. Oliver’s on the couch with me and we’re watching a movie. He glances at the empty bowl of m&ms and asks, “You want me to go get some more?” “Yeah, that’s fine! Thanks,” “No worries,” Oliver walks into the kitchen and I stay seated on the couch. I pause the movie and get up to fold the extra blankets. The room is dark except for the light coming from the TV. He finally walks back in with the bowl of m&ms and something else. “What’s that?” “It’s a gift card. You want it?” “Um, ok.” It’s the spa gift card from earlier. I smile as I put it in my pocket and unpause the movie. *** “Oliver?” I whisper. It’s 11:35 pm. He doesn’t answer. I brush his brown fluffy hair out of his face and cover him up with a blanket. I don’t know if I can forget everything that happened, but I’m starting to forgive Oliver. The TV turned off because we hadn’t messed with it in a while, so it’s super dark. “Love you,” I whisper. He smiles. An actual, genuine smile. I can feel my face turn red. Oliver wasn’t asleep. You screwed up so bad. As I close the door to my bedroom, there’s a faint whisper. “Love you too,” *** You need to clean this up! I think to myself. My room is an absolute mess. There are wrappers, bowls, papers, and clothes all over the floor. I decide to clean it later, and instead get changed into my pajamas. I get my shirt off, and there’s a knock on my bedroom door. It’s Oliver, of course. “Hey, Maddie? Can I come in?” “Yes,” I wait a second. “Let me get a top back on,” “It’s fine if you don’t have one on.” “You’re drunk.” “I’m not, Maddie.” He’s right. He hasn’t had any alcohol tonight. “Well then, you’re crazy.” “Real crazy,” he says sarcastically. He knocks again. I give in and open the door. “D@mn, Oliver. What do you want?” I say in a half-annoyed voice. He stares at my chest in disbelief. “I didn’t think you would actually do that.” “Same,” I stare into his eyes and just… lose myself. It’s hard to explain. I grab his face and kiss him. He hugs me and kisses me back. *** The night ends with Oliver in my bed. Nothing spicy or anything like that. We’re talking about random stuff. I hold his hand and lie down. He stays sitting on the edge of my bed. “Your room’s a mess,” he says. “I know,” I laugh a little. “I need to clean it up.” I turn so my head is in his lap and I watch him. He looks at me and smiles, and we watch the show on the TV in my room. After about 20 minutes I just have to compliment his eyes. “I love your eyes so much,” I sigh. “They’re so pretty.” I smile as he plays with my hair. Oliver finally opens his mouth to say something. “I love your smile even more.” OK SO TELL ME IF U WANT A P2 AND TAG ME IN THE POST (hiii_happeygirl) SO I CAN SEE IT, ALSO REMEMBER TO USE A UNIQUE NAME SO I CAN TAG U IN THE P2 OK LOVE U GUYS AND REMEMBER IF U REPOST GIVE CREDITSSSSS 💞
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"You're not going anywhere, you hear me?" Rachel's voice crackled over the phone line. Her words hung in the air, echoing the weight of her grip on the receiver. "I just need some space," came the muffled response. It was barely audible, but Rachel heard it, clear as day. She knew that tone. It was the one her younger brother, Alex, used when he was hiding something. Rachel glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was a quarter to eight, and the day had been one never-ending battle of wills. She'd had enough. "Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but you're coming to stay with me for a while." Alex sighed heavily. Rachel could picture him slumped on the edge of his bed, his eyes red-rimmed and bloodshot. "I'm not a kid anymore, Rach," he said, the words dragging like lead. "I can handle it." Rachel felt the familiar tightness in her chest. She'd always been the strong one, the one who took care of everyone else. But Alex? He was her baby brother. He was supposed to be invincible. The kitchen was spotless, the smell of lemon cleaner still lingering in the air. Rachel had been trying to distract herself from her worry by scrubbing down every surface. But it was no use; the gleaming tiles and chrome only reflected her fears back at her. She took a deep breath and leaned against the cool counter. "Just come over, okay?" she said softly. "We'll talk it out." There was a pause, so long she thought the line had gone dead. Then, "Okay." It was almost imperceptible, but Rachel heard the defeat in his voice. She swallowed the lump in her throat. Alex arrived an hour later, his shoulders hunched and his eyes cast down. Rachel didn't know what was going on with him, but she knew it was bad. As she pulled him into a tight hug, she felt his body tense. "It's going to be okay," she murmured. "I'm here for you." The apartment was quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the distant wail of a siren. Rachel made them both tea, the warmth of the mug feeling like a lifeline in her trembling hand. They sat at the small table, the silence thick and oppressive. Rachel's heart hammered in her chest as she waited for him to speak. Finally, Alex looked up, his eyes brimming with tears. "It's just... it's all too much, Rach." He took a shaky breath. "I don't think I can do this anymore." The words hung in the air, a dark cloud threatening to suffocate them both. Rachel's heart skipped a beat as she realized the gravity of the situation. She reached out, her hand shaking slightly as it hovered over his. "Do what, Alex?" He stared into his tea, the steam swirling around his face. "Everything," he whispered. "I don't know how to keep going." The weight of his confession settled heavily on Rachel's shoulders. She had no idea what kind of storm was raging inside him, but she knew she had to be the one to help him weather it.
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