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Ive recently started rereading splintered by a.g. howard and decided and i wanted to rewrite the story without jeb so heres a snippet of the first chapter then the link:
He looks shocked and hurt as I slam the door in his face. I lock it as I feel tears welling up in my eyes. Whether those tears are those of anger or sadness, I wasn’t sure. I just know I can’t help but to let them fall. I force myself to turn away from the door and continue on with what I was doing. I falter as I pick up my backpack that I previously left in the living room, hearing Jeb knocking on the door and calling out my name.