Handwritten || s.m

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"Oh my stomach's tied in knots
I'm afraid of what I'll find if you want to talk tonight.
See the problem isn't you, it's me,
I know, I can tell, I've seen it time after time.
And I push you away, ooo I get so afraid.
Oh no, and I can't live without you now.
Oh no, I can't even live with myself.
Oh no, and I can't live with out you now.
Cause I don't want nobody else."

I play the keyboard to 'Stomach Tied In Knots' by Sleeping With Sirens and sing to my camera. I lied to Shawn when I said I don't sing anymore. I sing whenever I can. When you are unable to express how you feel, I can guarantee that there is a song that can do it for you.

At first singing was just a way for my overwhelming emotions to be released. It was private and personal. In a way it still is... except I've accumulated a fan base of half a million people. My private and personal way of expressing my overwhelming emotions has lead to me earning money from each time I do this.

Let me explain how this REALLY all began: it was my first day at high school. Shawn, Jeremy, Rose and I were all eager and excited. Shawn and I had music first, Rose had maths, Jeremy had gym. I remember Shawn smiling at me excitedly as we saw all the instruments as we entered the room. I was smiling because he was. As the lesson started, it was revealed that if we wished we could take singing classes after school.

It had been a while since I had sang for anyone, but I was excited to learn more techniques and to improve my voice. This was shut down as soon as it came up. "Urg, as if she could sing," I heard one of the girls snigger next to me, her friends dissolving in giggles, sneaking looks in my direction. Frowning, I thought 'What is wrong with me to make them think that I couldn't sing?'. Then, it came to me. Everyone seemed to have grown over the holidays, while I still looked like I should be in middle school. I was destined to be left behind.

"Raise you're hand if you'd be interested in these classes," the teacher said. Shawn's hand shot up in the air and he looked around to see if I had done the same.

"Ellie, why isn't your hand up?" He asked.

"I don't really think singing is for me actually," I shrugged. "I've always wanted to learn how to play the keyboard, though." If one good thing came out of that day, it was me finally sitting in front of a keyboard. It also was the first day I posted a cover on YouTube.

All my covers are the same in appearance: I wear all black, tie up my hair, and only show from my mouth down. That's why no one knows that RealMe is me, Ellie Harper.

And that's the way I'm planning to keep it.

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A/N: This gives a little more information on Ellie and I hope you have enjoyed this update x

~Melody~