Dear Dad,My name was Y/N L/N. I am 9 years old when I wrote this.
I wanted to say thank you. You were there for me when no one else was. When you found me, you cared for me.
I could never figure out why.
But, you helped me learn to smile. You helped me see the good in life.
Now, my name is Y/N McLoughlin.
You and I both know I'm not here anymore, but when you read this, you know I went for a good cause.
Now you can keep them happy.
Now you can keep me happy.
Thank you.
- Your Daughter,
Y/N McLoughlin
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[SLOW UPDATES] Shelter (Jacksepticeye X Depressed!Abused!Child!Reader)
FanfictionI don't know why anyone would care for me. I can't think of any reasons why. Maybe it's because.. I forgot.. How to think at all. [Started: February 9, 2017 Completed: To Be Discussed]