Jessica banged on her drum set, trying to drown out the sounds of her parents yelling.
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"SHUT UP!" Jess's mum hit the door with her fist.
Jessica took a deep breath, and turned off her recording machine. Setting it to the next layer of music, she plucked at her guitar. She ran her string-calloused finger across the neck and played a fast rock beat.
Jessica reset the machine and picked up her bass. She played the same notes as on the guitar, but slower and in a slighty different order.
Lastly, she picked up her mic and stared the at open window.
I believe!
I believe!
I believe!
I believe!
That we can change this life!
I believe!
I believe!
I believe!
I believe!
That I can mend our broken hearts!
So just believe,
Just believe!
Just believe!
Just believe!
Cause' I believe!
