Jack was not religious at all. He gave up on Jesus the more he watched the news. But he went every Sunday to listen to the soft singing that would flow through the chapel after each service. One day he followed the voice, and what he found would honestly change the rest of his life. MANY TRIGGERS -Mentions on cancer- -Mentions of overdose- -Mentions of stroke- -Suicide attempts- -Others may come up as the story goes on- I'm not really pre-planning this one, it'll just be me making it up as I go. Updates will most certainly be slow, you can bet on that. If you hate on petty shit like the fact that it's gay then I will go out of my way to make you feel like shit. Cause there are people just read fanfiction just to hate on it and that will not be tolerated. If you don't like the shit then don't read it
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