Chapter Twenty Seven

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The rest of the day we are in slience. Pj sits on the couch and writes on of his stories. I spend the rest of the day in our room. I see his guitar in the corner of the room. I remember I used to play guitar. I only stopped because my dad smashed my guitar while he was drunk. My family was to poor to buy me a new one. I was 17 then. I guess I can try and play. I remember I learned to play "Roger Rabbit" by Sleeping with Sirens. I strum the guitar and notice I've forgot how to play this song. I remember the note names on the guitar.I carry the guitar to Chris's room and sit at his desk. I open his laptop and look up the guitar music for "Roger Rabbit.". It started coming back to me. The notes came out perfectly, along with my words. I know this song by heart. It is such a touching song to me. Half way the song, the door opens and Chris and Pj walk in. "When did you get here?" I asked Chris. I could tell they were a bit pissed at me. "Why are you using my guitar?" Pj questioned. And before I could answer, Chris says, "And why are you using my laptop?"

"Well I saw your-" I started but they stopped me. "No we're just joking. You sounded beutigul." Pj says and hugs me from behind. "Can you play it from the begining for us?" I nodded. I played through the whole song. "That was amazing! You should post that on YouTube!" Chris smiled. "I should..."

After about half an hour we had set up Pj's camera in Chris's room. I recorded myself playing "Roger Rabbit" for I had memorized it. Pj and Chris showed me how to edit it. Finnally, I upload it. I kept refreshing YouTube and saw my video got up to 46 views and 33 likes before I went to bed. I wonder if Dan and Phil have seen it yet.

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