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When We We're Young
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Complete, First published Mar 08, 2016
I used to live a normal life before that song competition. I wasn't chased by paparazzi, I lived in a small Island, with a small group of friends and a normal family. I used to hang out with Trevor. He made me happy, thought me how to face the real world. Only I realised how life worked. How it had tricky twisted things. How you walk in life, where theres always someone behind. Then theres the seasons of life. Summer, where I could take a break then I had to go back, again. But this time I could choose, to just stay or go back to hollywood where my dream is.
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I thought I could trust them to work it out. My parents, abandoned me on the side of the road when I was about 16.. They had wanted to start fresh and I was too close to there past. How am I supposed to live? To love? To trust again? I don't know... But I was going to start again..... Until HE.... Came!