"Do mi mi, mi so so, re fa fa, la ti ti" Sheena's mother sang as Sheena reluctantly played the piano. "Thats it, Sheena. Keep playing that until you memorize it." As soon as her mom left the room, Sheena sighed.
"When you know the notes to sing
you can sing
most anything".
Sheena sang while playing. Her mother was obssed with musicals, so she had memorized it by heart already. She continued to sing and play while Sara and Shara watched as cats. A few minutes later, Sheena stared adding verses of her own.
"But when the notes just aren't clear,
you're not sure
just what you hear-"
"Actually," Shara interrupted. "Its 'heard', not hear. Really Sheena, you should get grammar lessons. And you shouldn't mix up musical arts like that. And-" "Shara!" Sheena whispered loudly. "Don't let mom and dad hear you!" Sheena cleared her throat and continued.
"What is life, and whatis not?
Those are things
I'm never taught.
If I want to stay so tall,
I must be
above them all.
But everyone still interferes,
they don't know
LIFE is my fear."
"That was great!" Sara said cheerfully. "I love music! Do you like music, Sheena? I think you like music! You should start a singing career!" "Sara," Sheena said calmly. "Were you even listening to the words?"
"No."
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Author's Note: I think my writers block is fading away... oh, and I just love music. And cartooning. I'm a singing cartoonist!