I didn't get "snapped." Everyone came back and was expecting the same happy-go-lucky twelve year old to be there when they got back-including my parents-but they were only met with the bitter seventeen year old me instead. Despite the horror of everyone I knew and loved being turned to dust, my life in the five years was returning to some semblance of "normal." I had a great foster mom, I was going to Midtown Tech, I was on the rise of being okay with everything that had happened. And then everyone got snapped back. Now, I'm dealing with the aftermath. Peter Parker fic