Forgotten and cancer

Chapter 8

Kensy Provo

I'm getting dressed for my concert tonight. After this I have to get on a plane to go Ireland. I'm wearing a red dress With some black heels (classy type.)

My necklace was a black rosa with sliver lining. Red and black bracelet. My hair was curled. I walked out the room. To have a microphone shoved in my face. "3mins till starting time" I walked fast to where I was post to go. The concert began.

"What's Up New York"

The concerts went on till I got to my closing song.

I sat down at the piano. "This is the last song of the night! This song goes out to Bryan "

I start of by play the piano

"I bet this time of night you're still up.

I bet you're tired from a long hard week.

I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city.

And I bet sometimes you wonder about me.

And I just wanna tell you

It takes everything in me not to call you.

And I wish I could run to you.

And I hope you know that every time I don't

I almost do,

I almost do.

I bet you think I either moved on or hate you

'Cause each time you reach out there's no reply.

I bet it never ever occurred to you that I can't say "Hello" to you

And risk another goodbye.

And I just wanna tell you

It takes everything in me not to call you.

And I wish I could run to you.

And I hope you know that every time I don't

I almost do,

I almost do.

Oh, we made quite a mess, babe.

It's probably better off this way.

And I confess, babe,

In my dreams you're touching my face

And asking me if I wanna try again with you.

And I almost do.

And I just wanna tell you

It takes everything in me not to call you.

And I wish I could run to you.

And I hope you know that every time I don't

I almost do,

I almost do.

I bet this time of night you're still up.

I bet you're tired from a long hard week.

I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city.

And I hope sometimes you wonder bout me.

I got up and made my way to the center of the stage.

"I love you New York! I had a blast rocking out with yall"

I ran off stage I took my heels of and began my way to the van where they would take me to the air port. I got in the van and open my bag. I threw my heels to the floor ,my cloths,and jeweler. I got a pair of shorts and tank top. I closed it up and we where their. I made my way to the plane. I bored the plane to wait for departure. I'm going to visit my nephew that has cancer. The plane took off and all I could do was wait to land and see ever body. This was going to be a long ride.

That's my dear Friend Kensy Provo. She wants to be famous one day. Singer is her dream. I pray that she is. thanks please vote comment.

-gabby