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Arriving at Iron Valley
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The bus disappears behind tree lines to my left and thereâs no way to say from where we came, the wild grass doesnât show the slightest crush that the bus wheels should have made.
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My name is Victoria Barrett, and I am a victim of domestic abuse from my mother. I left my home on March 22nd, 2017 as a response to the fact that I was unwilling to continue my life at the current status I was. I was 20 years old, and I was responsible for childcare all during the week for my...
Like many of you know, I have been suffering from a lot of stuff lately. I left home, found out a lot about myself, going to therapy, etc. Iâve gotten to a point in my life where I have to accept a standard fact...
I need help.
And I wish I could feel stronger, feel more independent, but this is something that is very scary for me.
On top of the story that many of you know about me leaving home after suffering from mental and emotional domestic abuse from my mother, the struggle of just getting a stable job, having a stable home there;s even more Iâve been forced to be worried about...
I canât go to school this semester.
I tried to fight and fight my school for a Dependency Override on the grounds that I was homeless and fleeing my abusive mother. The problem is I did not have any documented proof of my domestic abuse, aka because I didnât get a restraining order or the police throw my Mom in jail, I have no of proving I was abused.
Itâs too late for me to apply for student loans and know for sure it would go through, on top of, I donât have any credit so I canât apply with a bank. With no other option, Iâm looking towards full-time employment, saving any kind of money to be able to cover for my schooling, and also go towards me having money for an apartment to share the cost with roommates, as well as get me a scooter to drive and get to places I need to go.
Any little bit counts if you can help me raise money just to be able to have some form of living and be able to move forward. And if you are unable to donate, I understand completely, but please give it a reblog and spread the word. All people who donate will get from me a small âthank youâ drawing/note created by me.
The him in question, though, is getting down off a kid bench with a plate in each hand, dragging the bench with a foot next to a chair at the dining table to climb on, put the plates, and jump on the chair to get comfortable. And he looks at me for the first time, and if I had made contact after seeing him, I would have been shamefully confused. And not even because heâs half my size.
His dark skin is smooth and round instead of sharp and wide, with a curvy figure. His muscles are soft and feminine, and no matter that his long hair is a white tangled mess, his locks fall around his heart-shaped face with delicacy, encircling his amethyst eyes with long lashes, his refined nose, and his silver full lips.
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Is there anything as sinisterly fun as having the party youâre dm/gmâing fall into your trap.
âNooOOo! Donât go to that city to resupply! I didnât at all plan for you to come here. There is not at all a series of individualized traps to draw you into.â
The fools. The absolute rubes. One of them wikiâd the city (which Iâm fine with) and found out that one of the big bads lives there. âYou totally werenât expecting us to go there!â They still think heâs just some dangerous noble and not a 16th level barbarian with free archetype in gunslinger.
âWe can just stab him in his house!â Yâall are going to get thrown into a barrister and filled with led.
