Not Alone

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I got up from my bed. tired as usual. It was Monday, UUGGGHHH. I grabbed some cereal an checked my phone to see I got a text from my friend yesterday. Whoops.

(Y/N) (Y/N) (Y/N) YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG!!!! she left a link with it, most likely a new Eric Church song or something. She was a huge fangirl of country music and kept on top of news with everyone in the business. I tapped the link and it brought me to the YouTube app.

Invisible, Hunter Hayes.

This song would probably be like all the other ones, about girls, beer, trucks and parties. But I listened to it anyway.

"Trust the one. Whose been where you are wishin all it was, was sticks and stones. Yeah the words cut deep but they don't mean you're all alone. You're not invisible." well I was clearly wrong. This song seemed really deep and meaningful to him, this Hunter guy. As the song went on, I couldn't help but feel like he was singing it to me, considering the fact that I was bullied a little. The song ended and I stared at the screen before playing it again. And again. And again. I was completely addicted, and probably not in the healthy way either. Soon I had listened to it so many times I memorized all of the lyrics and every beat of the drum. I texted my friend back

That was incredible! I love this song so much!!

Was I becoming a fangirl? PSH I hope not, then I'd be crazy.

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Hey sorry that kinda sucked but I'm considering writing a new story.

Lia

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