C A S T

I used to know what family seems like. I also used to know what home feels like. Until of course, that one day.
From then, my father and I fought along, against all others. Until of course, that one plan.

Then I found a safe house, full of brilliant and supporting friends. But will this be the safe house my soul has been craving for? Will this safe house stay forever?

But they say nothing last forever, right?

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#182 out of 8K stories in #training by 21 July '19