So this is my little story about me and my dream. So I'm eleven and since I was five I've wanted to be on Americas Got Talent. So here's my story! Hope you guys enjoy!
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"Mommy! Mommy! I wanna be on this show! I wanna get rich and famous and marry Elvis Presley! (and yes, that is what I actually said)" said the five year old me. "Christi, that might be hard. Don't ya think?" my mother always enjoyed my singing. But when I was five it wasn't really the best. "But Mommy! I want to enter!" I had really liked that show. I would always enjoy hearing the judges' buzzers go off if they didn't like the person or their talent. I would laugh at a lot of these.
~ Two Years Later ~
We were going to the pet store! It was actually like a little barn in a big city but still. I saw this really cute bunny that I really wanted. I knew my best friend, Colby, would love to see him or her. "Mommy! Daddy! Can I get that bunny!?"
"Now, Christy, we will get you one when you are 9. Just not now." ,said my mom.
"Darn it." I sigh as we leave the pet store and go home. I run to my room, and as I run I proceed to grab my cat named Timmy. I struggle to hold her, so I ran faster cause I didn't want to drop her. "Sorry I had to run with you, Timmy. But Mommy said I couldn't get a bunny till I was... wait a moment... I need to count.... 9 years old. That's in 2 whole years! Timmy, I wish you could talk. I would love to have someone that will talk back to me. *Yawn* Well Timmy, time to sleep." I snuggled with Timmy and my blankets and duck. I then quickly fall asleep.
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SO!!!!!!! I don't know if I should update. Maybe if I can actually find out how to make a new page. And if I can atleast get some incouraging comments. And atleast 5 votes? I know it's a bad story. But it's my very first. So also comment or PM me on updating That Little... which is my other story. Love you guys. Bye!!
~Sock Queen/Songbird (you choose)
