Part 3

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The next day I woke up with a smile on my face as I was hearing Nate singing...'Misty you're gonna miss me when I'm gone...' It when from that to 'IT'S WHAT WERE MADE TO DO YOU ACT LIKE WE'RE TO BLAME.....' To 'I always admit the ways of my cowardly past I CAN'T HELP THAAAATTT AND STILL I....' To 'TWO BECOME ONE OUR SOULD HAVE BEEN CONNECTED, A BOND THAT'S STRONGER THAN WORDS....' And so many more and when he was finished I waked in and start clapping 'Whoo Hoo Go Dad!!' I felt a bit embarrassed saying 'Dad' but It felt good that I can actually say it 'oh, hey sweetheart!' I blushed a little 'I didn't know you were there!' He said... 'Yeah you are really good at singing daddy!' I said 'Hehe..I do try my best to work hard!' 'So daddy what are we gonna do today?' I said 'Welp i dunno It depends if your mother says we could go out or we could stay in and listen to my songs so far?' He said scratching his head 'Do you always make your own music daddy?' I said in amazement 'Yep all done by these two magical hands' *he raised his hands* 'YAY!!! Are you a superstar daddy?' I said
'Hehe not quite yet!' He said
'Oh well I don't care what my daddy is as long as I have one!'

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