OA second story because I've finished the one-shot now. I'll be using other artist's song because even though I can play the piano I don't have the energy to write my own. I should be doing homework, but this is way more important than a crappy science poster. :)
Tris
The announcer's voice booms throughout the stadium. A guitar straps snug against my shoulder blade, palm slick with sweat.
A squeal is heard behind me, and I feel small arms wrap around my knee.
"Mommy good sin-ger,"
"Thank you baby," I say lifting her up.
"You do good," She smiles. I place my forehead against hers and kiss her button nose before she rests her head against my chest.
I wait a few more minutes till I hear the crowd chant my name. I place the 2 year old down before walking on to the stage.
My ears almost bleed due to the deafening screams. I walk to the microphone, front and centre. I wave and place my hands on the guitar strings.
This is where I'm supposed to be. This is the life I've always dreamed of having.
It wasn't all this simple.
Not all that easy getting here.
This is my story.
I'll try limit myself to two stories at a time, so everything doesn't get so complicated.
Also shoutouts every shoutouts every chapter!
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