Hey, so yeah, I know, it's like three days late, but I couldn't figure out how to do this one! I usually write my holiday stories earlier then post but this one was tough to figure out! Finally got it! Sorry it's so late! But it was so hard!
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THIS! Independence Day belongs to Martina McBride and April Rhodes belongs to Ryan Murphy… and probably Kristin Chenoweth.
April's POV
This is such a tiny apartment… I think to myself, looking at my new place. I just had gotten a small apartment to live in with the money from my new job. I'm singing in Breadstix since they don't have anyone to be on that stage they got, and I'm trying to think of new songs I can use for tonight's show. It's the fourth of July but I have terrible memories of it…
Suddenly, I hear a song playing on the radio, and after listening to it, it's perfect for me. It actually kinda tells my story…
Well she seemed all right by dawn's early light though she looked a little worried and weak
She tried to pretend he wasn't drinkin' again but daddy left the proof on her cheek
My dad always had some kind of beer around and my mom could never make him happy. He always yelled and he would slap her… a lot like the people I've been with… I was always afraid at home. I never felt safe, and I just hid in the other rooms.
And I was only eight years old that summer and I always seemed to be in the way
So I took myself down to the fair in town on Independence day
Well word gets a round in a small, small town they said he was a dangerous man
But mama was proud and she stood her ground she knew she was on the losin' end
Some folks whispered, some folks talked but everybody looked the other way
When time ran out there was no one about on Independence day
It's always been that way in Lima. Everybody knows but nobody does anything. They just sit and wait to see what happens. I always hated it. Whenever I wanted help, nobody would do anything, then it would be too late, and I ended up alone…
Let freedom ring, let the white dove sing let the whole world know that
Today is a day of reckoning let the weak be strong, let the right be wrong roll
The stone away, let the guilty pay, it's Independence Day
Well she lit up the sky that fourth of July by the time the firemen come
They just put out the flames and took down some names and sent me to the county home
I never wanted to be alone… but I was. The only way out of the life she was living was to burn it down. I remember coming home to hear fire engines and fireman doing everything they could to get the fire out.
Now I ain't sayin' it's right or it's wrong but maybe it's the only way talk
About your revolution it's Independence Day
let freedom ring, let the white dove sing let the whole world know that
Today is a day of reckoning let the weak be strong, let the right be wrong roll
The stone away, let the guilty pay, it's Independence Day
I wish that was't what happened. I hated living in a bunch of different foster homes… I never got to have my own home. My house wasn't home and I never settled in any of the houses. They just didn't really want me… sometimes I'd wish that somebody would come around, but no one ever did. I never really cared about the fourth of July ever since…
Roll the stone away
It's Independence Day
Well, it's kinda hurriedly written, but this was so hard! This was the best I could do! No flames, please! God, so sorry it's late! Please review!