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FantasticFantasy
Raven just loves how everyone here ignores him.
United States, North Carolina, Hillbilly Hell

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The Road I am on.

I always wanted to be a singer as a child. I always remember singing. It has always been the most important thing in my life, and it still is. Since the day I started singing I've had my heart set on making it big time! Sure, I have other talents, of course. I alway have a back-up plan. The problem is... All of my back-up plans are in the same category; entertainment. Actor, writer, artist... All very hard to achieve.
I have a great life, but in the past few years, I have completely centered myself around everything that makes me sad. I had a hard early life. I don't REALLY know my biological parents. My Dad lived with us for the first few years of my life. He moved when I was about five, I suppose. I had on and off contact with my Mom every few years. I don't really know my Brothers and Sisters all that well. I know they look like, of course, but I don't know who they are as people; what they like, what they want out of life. Kinda depressing.
But it doesn't affect me as much as you would think. I have the greatest family I could ever wish for. My Mama is an artist; a fantastic painter. My Aunt (I call her my sister) is an artist and singer also. My Papa is strict, but he has to be. I'll admitt I'm a wild child!
Music is everywhere in my family. On my Mom's side, I was told my Grandmother was a singer. My Mama, Papa, Aunt and Dad were all in a band a loooooong time before I was ever born. From around the time My Dad and Aunt were 11, I think. So I guess it is only natural that I'm musical.
I recently formed a band. But it was a school talent show that brought us together. we were all in it. Me, Adam, Keith, and Tyler. The talent show was actually the only reason I made friends with Adam. I had been mad at him for SEVEN years. He stopped being friends with me in 2nd grade. But I asked him to play the guitar part for a song I wanted to sing. He said he would. WE WERE AMAZING at that talent show.
But we lost... I was sad, but I was also glad. I HATE singing in front of people, but if I wouldn't have got up the courage to perform, Adam and I would still not be friends. I actually got chased down and tackled after the talent show. It wasn't bad though, the winners were trying to give me their money. I didn't take it though. I had already won three great friendships.
At the current time I am writing this, We have practiced three times. But we sound ahhhhhhmazing! ^_^
I mentioned my school earlier. It's the greatest school I could ever go to!
In Elementary school, I wasn't liked.
In Middle school, I was Hated; the one person you could pick on and nothing would happen. This greatly harmed my self confidence. But there was an opportunity to go to a school called S.E.C.H.S.D. and I took it. They accept 80 students per year and I honestly didn't think that I, an English nerd who sucked at Algebra, would be accepted!
I was so happy when I got my acceptance letter, it was possibly the happiest moment of my entire life.
When school started, I had two friends. Two girls I had been friends with since Kindergarden. I made friends fairly quickly, which is strange, because I'm shy around people I don't know. Me and my two friends quickly became friends with seven other kids. We became "The Borderline Emo Kids".
My Freshman year of High School was the greatest school year I've had... Yet.
I'll be starting my Sophomore year at SECHSD August 19th and I am SO looking forward to it.
Me and The Borderline Emo Kids recently formed a secret group called "The Anti Preppy Freshman Society" or APFS for short.
Those Freshman are going to wish they had never signed up for SECHSD.>=D

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