'Proud'

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In the big room

singing

and stopping.

Hearing

voices echo

not sure who’s is who’s

but you know you are part

of that one

big voice

and you’re proud.

Rebecca POV

I decided (was forced) to be in my school choir. I actually kind of liked it. I’m not really part of anything except for the writing club so my mother (and Mandi) forced me to be in choir. Mandi was already in it and promised to look out for me. Now that everyone knows who I am they will start judging me on my voice in choir.

I felt really proud when I heard the voices stop so crisply after the echo and just being a part of that voice made me so happy and I have never felt so accomplished.

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