Poor and now famous

“I'm poor” All I want to be is famous.
  So one day I felt like writing a song.
Then I emailed it to the radio station.
It ended up becoming the top song in the world
And my wish came true, I became famous
 I was a mystery man. No one knew who I was so I went to publishers
And asked if I could make a concert for myself and they said yes, they were very happy to do that for me
So I did it and it was fun, so I did it every month 
For 5 years straight.    
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Apitts

VT

18 years old

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    Every little thing

    Piggybank/ on my dresser/ waiting to be filled with money.

    Coffee mug/ hanging next to the coffee maker/ waiting to be filled with hot apple cider.

    Empty vase/ sitting on shelf/ waiting for beautiful flowers 

     

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  • Fiction

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    Not dirt biking


    Oh no I'm in a jungle!! I crashed my dirt bike, it's up there on that cliff….
    ( hey it’s time to wake up) 
    (shaking head ) “That was just a dream…?”
    “Yeah, what was it?” asked my mom.
    “I had a scary dream!”

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