where words fail music speaks

So many people say that music doesn't help with life but in my case it does.

I'm Kenna and I go to a school for musical talents. I major in guitar and sing. My mom said that I wouldn't have a life in music but here I am and this is my story.

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"Kenna Kenna!!!"my teacher yelled

"what what is going on?"

"your daydreaming again."

"oh sorry you won't catch me again."

"I better not."

"you won't."

after school I met up with Liv and we went to Starbucks and talked about stuff, but stuff guys.

"I have to go home and do chores and homework."

"really not 20 more minutes."

"no my mom said if I don't have them done by the time she gets home I have no phone, laptop or T.V."

"Ok go."

"Byeeee"

"see ya"

when I got home I did my chores and homework with music blasting . just as I finished practicing guitar my mom gets home. 'That was close'.

"Kenna" my mom yelled from down stairs

"ya".

"supper"

"kk"

"hey"

"hey mom"

"when you talk don't use text language"

"fine"

"you say fine but you don't do it"

"ok I will"

Moms are soo annoying on how we talk. When in annoyed or mad music is how I get over it. But it doesn't work for moms. Where words fail........music speaks.....or not.

For the rest of that day we watched T.V and went to bed

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Might be a wile till I update
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