I'm here alone at the bus stop several miles from my home after running here after I got kicked out, so now I am stuck here until I figure out what to do. All I want to do is cry, but now I just need to sleep. I pull my backpack open and take out my blanket and pillow laying down on the bench and fall asleep until the feeling of being shaken awake startled me "hey kid you dead?" a gruff voice said "no but I wish I was" "wow that's a mood" I chuckled "well where are you going?" "huh?" "well you have a backpack so you have to be going somewhere" "no I got kicked out so this is all the stuff I could pack before they threw me out the house" the guys face scrunched up in an emotion that was unreadable "well how about you stay with me at my shop and work for your keep. How does that sound?" "That sounds good" I said as I smile at him. As we walked towards his shop, I only had one thought 'things are turning around.'
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one-shots
Fanfictionjust a bunch of one-shots. Some of the stories in here I get inspiration from other fanfictions on here and other platforms. don't expect a constant update don't read these it is really bad my first story
