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"georgie" and "dead" were the only two words i could comprehend from her whole sentence.
my mother had called me downstairs for a talk. she was perched on her piano bench in her nightgown. a man heard a scream- "sounded like a little boy, likely georgie," he told the police. and then the police told my mom. and now, me.
aside from the scream, he said there was blood mixed into the rainwater. of course it was hard to tell, but definitely believeable.
"georgie" and "dead."
the only two words that i hoped would never be used together.
yet here they are. harsh, but true.
i hadn't even noticed the waterfalls streaming down my cheeks until i started back up the stairs.
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"kiss me" • stenbrough
Fanfictiontrigger warning, i don't know what for though. i started this in the summer of 2018 and have since completed it in late 2019. i regret some of the things i have put in this fanfiction, but i will leave it up since so many people have enjoyed it.
