Today I felt awful. I wasn't able to get up, I didn't go to school, I didn't even eat.
My mother died three years ago today.
You could say I miss her a little; A little too much, a little too often, and a little more every day.
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Machinist (on hold)
FanfictionScrappy and resourceful as he is, Rumble is struggling on his own. Will the callous young Yordle learn to open up before he goes mad? Maybe not. Author's Note: This story is modeled after journal entries, so the parts are short. I hope you enjoy.
