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Without You. [[:]] Gaster!Sans X Reader [[:]] (#Wattys2016)

Without You. [[:]] Gaster!Sans X Reader [[:]] (#Wattys2016)

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ıllıllı ყ  პ  ῆ ıllıllı By iiTrazix Updated Apr 13

Hello. I'm [Y/N] [L/N]. I grew up with my father. My mother has died when I was about 5. My father always blamed me for her death. And in each second, I'm starting to blame myself, too. My mother died in a car accident. She was just driving me to a my favorite restaurant; [F/R]. It was dark, and my mother couldn't see very clearly. It all happened so fast. When we got hit by a truck-- A small one--my mother wrapped her arms around me, keeping me safe. And the next day, it's when it started. My father started abusing me, giving me cuts and bruises. I always wore long sleeves then, too. I cut my arms, and it doesn't hurt. Not even one bit. My cuts aren't as bad as my life. One day, when I was out of hope, I ran away. 'Yup. I ran away. I didn't care anymore. I just wanted to have a new life. I lived in the alleys two days, and I still kept cutting my arms. But in the alley, was someone, a demon if you will. He grabbed me and tried to do it. But when my hopes fully drained, someone saved me. And I never knew this person would change my life.

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Wumzy1023 Wumzy1023 May 11
AHAHAHAHAH YAS- *trips over air and "somehow" falls into G's arms
I do not want to play your game! thank you very much CHUCKY!!!
Wumzy1023 Wumzy1023 May 11
iiiiii can't be all too sure but I mean
                              I don't have wings
                              Or a beak
                              
                              I am white a heck tho-
I'm not weak your weak YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE MUSCLES YOUR ALL BONE
Wumzy1023 Wumzy1023 May 11
Wait wait this gon be a love triangle here?
                              
                              Eeeeeheh 
                              
                              Oh god ._.
Dad: HURRY UP AND MAKE ME BREAKFAST.
                              Us: Bitch ain't nobody got time for dat.