 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
My Demons- Starset  Take me high and I'll sing.
Oh, you make everything okay, okay, okay.
We are one in the same
Oh you take all of the pain away, away, away.
Save me if I become my demons.
‘’It takes control and drags me into nowhere. I need your help, Uncle Lucas.’’ The sixteen year old looked up pleadingly at his uncle.
“I thought you’d never ask,’’ was Lucas’s reply. Granted he had tried to show Brody the way before; he tried to show him that the world was as cold and bad as he thought. He put a hand on the teen’s shoulder.
“I promise I’ll listen to you this time. I hate feeling mad at everything, at everyone just because I lost my parents at a young age.’’
“I will. I’m always here for you, Brody.’’
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