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Post by Abigail Bridges on Oct 3, 2008 16:32:19 GMT -5
Abigail stood in the music room all alone. She wasn't lonely at all though. In fact, she was happy. This way, she could sing without having to have anyone listen. She did like having people listen, but she got worried that they wouldn't like it. Plus, nobody would ever know she cracked a note. Yes, it was often better this way. She began to sing.
"Hurry up
And wait
So close
But so far away
Everything that you always wished for
Close enough for you to taste
But you just can't touch"
Ah, how true the lyrics were. The theme song of Abigail's life. Every time she seemed close to making it, something always went wrong. Still, Abigail knew that some day she would become a singer. |
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