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A/N
hi guys! So this story is probably going be rubbish cuz 1. I'm not exactly the best writer... 2. this is my first story. And 3. YOLO Guys! I'm just writing down the first story events that appear in my tiny brain!
Anyway hope u enjoy laughing at my terrible story, thx!
O yeah BTW u can hate me u can hate the story u can tell everyone about how lame I am, but guess what! I couldn't give a toss! (Toss? Don't know where that came from haha!)
Want to Know why? ( cue the rhetorical question) ;)
yeah, you got a lot of time to act your age
Can't write a book from a single page
Hands on a clock only turn one WAY,WAY,way!
See what I did there! Hehehe
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Abbey's P.O.V
Hi I'm Abbey Tomlinson,
I live in London, yet I'm not your typical Londoner, I'm 17 years old , yet I'm not your typical teenager, and I make a living by singing, and yet I'm not your typical pop star. To be honest I'm no where near being a pop star, I'm more of a street singer if that's you want to call it. I live on the streets, the alleyways, all by myself, making money by singing and playing my guitar on the pavement, my guitar is my only friend.
Everyone in the world has someone who loves them, whether it's a family member, a friend ,or for the lucky ones, a soul mate...
I woke up to the same thing a wake up to nearly every morning.An alleyway, a bed of thin, itchy sheets and the sounds of the early risers rushing around London. My old battered guitar was propped up against the grey crumbling wall, it fitted into this environment, and so did I. We were partners in a mission, a mission of survival... Wait what? This is a guitar, I've gone mental!
I untangled my self to the grubby sheets, and grabbed my guitar. I was now ready for my day of work. No breakfast, no brushing my teeth or hair, no spending hours on end picking the perfect outfit, and no makeup. My morning routine was simple. Get up, grab guitar, and go.
I sat down on the dirty pavement, propping my guitar onto my lap. I took a few sips of the water that I had managed to get from the fountain not so far from here and was ready to set off.
"I'm gonna pick up the pieces,
And build a Lego house
If things go wrong we can knock it down
My three words have two meanings,
There's one thing on my mind
It's all for you
And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm
If you're broken I will mend you and I'll keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now
I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now, now
I'm gonna paint you by numbers
And colour you in
If things go right we can frame it and put you on a wall
And it's so hard to say it but I've been here before
Now I'll surrender up my heart
And swap it for yours
I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now
Don't hold me down
I think my braces are breaking, and it's more than I can take
And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm
If you're broken I will mend you and I'll keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now
I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now
I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind
I'll do it all for you in time
And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now
I'm out of touch, I'm out of love
I'll pick you up when you're getting down
And out of all these things I've done I will love you better now"
I finish getting a few claps from the crowd of five who felt sorry for me, what a sad world. I look into my bucket finding £4.25, wow I must have done something right this time, now I can have my breakfast/lunch/dinner!
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Hey guys!
Ed Sheeran, Lego House, yeah!
So anyway people have been saying that my spelling is not all that good, so just to let you know this is not edited,just message me if you don't get something, thanks guys!
Nicole xx
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