The next chapter is to be posted tomorrow and we'll be back on track for the final 4 chapters.
Also, this is completely irrelevant to any of you but I have Tourette's syndrome (finally diagnosed properly) and am currently acting as my grandmother's caretaker. So, there isn't a problem with either of those things. I am living and coping with both of those things and I have found it to be rather fun with the added challenge of school and writing. But, I have to cook and clean and everything for her.
The thing is, Yesterday I was cleaning the stove off and washing dishes and I had to put a knife away. That in itself is dangerous for me, but I did it. I had to hold it in like a stabbing way type of thing to put it up and I had a tic. I stabbed myself in the freaking thigh like four, five times. That shit hurted dude. I had a thick sweatshirt and jeans on, so they aren't that deep. I laughed so hard and I called my friend and she responds to the knife in my leg with "OMG twins. But my dog did it not me." Rude brat I just needed moral support to remove the weapon.
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The Cost of Vengeance
FanfictionThis is a request from a viewer of my other story, I don't know if they want to be shouted out or not. Kite died and Gon was desperate for revenge. He turned to the only people he knew could actually help him kill the Chimera Ants. He couldn't t...
