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13 September 2005 23:36( Written Journal Entry )
Closes the journal and curls up against the slide, once again hiding out on the playset. Close enough to hear Ella if she needed him, but far enough away that he didn't have to deal with the others.
The nightmares had been so damn real. Of Gabe not coming home, of the doc saying he would never get better.
Of Gabe deciding to leave him rather than take the chance of hurting him again.
"Fuck."
Scrubbing at his face with his tshirt, wiping away the tears. Just the thought of that was enough to make it hard to breathe.
"I can do this. I have to do this."
The words whispered as he drops his head to his knees, trying to convince himself that he could.
Closes the journal and curls up against the slide, once again hiding out on the playset. Close enough to hear Ella if she needed him, but far enough away that he didn't have to deal with the others.
The nightmares had been so damn real. Of Gabe not coming home, of the doc saying he would never get better.
Of Gabe deciding to leave him rather than take the chance of hurting him again.
"Fuck."
Scrubbing at his face with his tshirt, wiping away the tears. Just the thought of that was enough to make it hard to breathe.
"I can do this. I have to do this."
The words whispered as he drops his head to his knees, trying to convince himself that he could.
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