MIRANDA
🎶🎶🎶🎶Here's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back youThere's a time that I remember, when I did not know no pain
When I believed in forever, and everything would stay the same
Now my heart feel like December when somebody say your name
'Cause I can't reach out to call you,but I know I will one day, yeahEverybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, ayy ayy
But everything gon' be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, ayyHere's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring ba all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back youDoo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back youThere's a time that I remember when I never felt so lost
When I felt all of the hatred was too powerful to stop (ooh, yeah)
Now my heart feel like an ember and it's lighting up the dark
I'll carry these torches for ya that you know I'll never drop, yeahEverybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, ayy ayy
But everything gon' be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, ayyHere's to the ones that we got (oh)
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we've been through (no, no)
Toast to the ones here today (ayy)
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories (ayy)
And the memories bring back, memories bring back youDoo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
Doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo (ooh, yeah)
Memories bring back, memories bring back youYeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, doh, doh
Memories bring back, memories bring back you🎶🎶🎶'I could feel the hot wet tears dripping down my cheeks, I quickly wiped them but one after the other kept dripping. I sigh, I miss my parents .
Sometimes it hurts when someone leaves you ,it hurts when you didn't say good bye .
I placed my guitar next to me on the bed as I hoped off.
I looked myself in the mirror
'Is this me?No it can't be.' I looked at myself in the mirror like I was looking at myself for the first time. I looked different more skinnier and much less.....chubbier?
For the last couple of Months I have been losing weight, alot of weight, I don't know if the cause of it ,wa because of the news of losing my parents or because my aunt have been making me work has the maid of the house .
My parents died 9 Months ago.They were shot in the middle of the night when they were coming back from church,it happened back at my Country, DRC.
'I didn't even got to say goodbye '
This time I let the tears flow down not stopping it.
5 years ago my parents wanted me to have a good education, so they worked hard gathering enough money to send me down here to get an education.
I remember when my dad told me that I will be going to America and live with my aunt , and cousins. And I will study hard to become a great lawyer of the States and maybe travel the world.I was so excited that I kept boasting to everyone I saw, that I would go to USA ,In DRC if you go to The US ,its a huge deal
Don't ask me why
'I just wish I got a chance to say goodbye,I just wish I spend the last past 5 years close to my parents and I wish I didn't come, and be surrounded by fake love '
Anger filling me I picked up a pillow and started punching it ,letting out all the anger and tears on my poor and only pillow.
Looks like my neck is going to be crooked next morning .
The next thing I knew, I was smashing things, one thing after the other being thrown across the room
I was about to take my guitar and smash it, until I saw the carving on it that stopped me
My little musician, rock hard
love from
Mom and dad ♡I placed down the guitar breaking down into a river of tears.
This guitar was my last gift from my parents.
When I was little I always loved singing. Every where I went ,I just had to sing ,songs from Yvonne Chaka chaka to Papa Wemba or Marie Myriam.I even loved singing this Congo old AdvertisementI even joined the teenage choir at the age of 5 back at the old church, when I was still with my parents. I smiled remembering those small moments, moments when my dad calling me to sing for his guest whenever they visited us.And Also how the kids at school would always come up with games,just to here me sing, moments when I always had an abutment with my grandma for playing naked in the rain,or when my mom would always sing to me when I was angry knowing well I would sing along and forget all about my anger.
I chuckled lightly rememberimg those moments those memories .After my little breakdoqn I picked up my guitar hiding it back under my small size bed,then started cleaning up my mess.
I started cleaning up my messes ,throwing away the trash.
''Miiiiiirrrrrrrraaaaaaannnnnndddddddddaaaaaa,Miranda where are you? ''Shouted an Angry voice
''I am coming ''I shouted back ,I wiped my face with my long sleeve shirt, so she doesn't notice I've been crying.
What does she want now! I closed my closet size room behind me while exiting the room
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Hey guys ,sorry I am a new author here this is my first story on wattpad. I'm still learning,to write ,so my writing won't be perfect but don't worry I will edit as soon as I have time .I read wattpad for a long time now and I always wanted to write my own book ,just never had the courage but someone encouraged me and here I am
(Sorry I am typing long). I still go to school and I also have a life so I might not always have time to update but I will try . My writing ain't perfect so if you notice errors then please tell me straight forward in a nice manner don't criticize, please!!🤗💝
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