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𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂

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I looked down at her as she laughed. "Even though I'm goofy, you are too" she said. "We both have the same dream. I want to sing too" she told me. "So why didn't you?" I asked her.

My stepmom wanted divorce my dad, but he beat on her and threatened her life. She ended up staying and he left her two years later. When she found out about me, she took me in.

It was cool until he came back and beat on her again, making her do the same thing to me. She told me that singing is a waste of my time and I never did it" she told me.

"With that beautiful voice, you should've did it regardless. I don't care what she told you. For all I know if you wanted to, you would be acting as well.

Don't ever let people get you down, I don't care if it's even me. Do you hear me?" I asked her. She nodded and laid her head on my chest. "I love you" I told her. "I love you too, David.

Or should I say Brandon" she said, laughing a little. I chuckled at her and tickled her a little bit. She grabbed my hand and held it tight in her tiny hand. "Your hands are so tiny" I said.

"Hey, it's not my fault that your hands are so damn big" she said, making me laugh at her impersonating me. she blushed and hid her face.

"You're so wrong for laughing at me" she said. "You could be a comedian too, you know" I told her. "No babe, that's you" she said. I pulled her and kissed her face, making her smile.