(working on title)

"My life has changed so much, why do we have to move? Can't I escape into my music?" I thought as I was riding in the car with the parents and my older (bother or sister) driving behind us. As I see the old house in the distance I cringe, "mom, that place looks like one of those 'normal cookie-cutter houses' which are gross!"

"now, now - don't be like that. I know you didn't want to move but it was cheap and we couldn't stay where we were at." my mother replied as father drove silently.

While I was checking out the bedroom in the attic (my new bedroom), I chanced upon a dusty book. "it's empty, but I need a new one for my lyrics anyway..."
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A girl trapped in her own Paradise. She's trapped inside an alternate universe that is ruled by musical elements. Her Paradise soon turned to hell really quickly.