Chapter 11 (Edited)

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Bailee's P.O.V

"Ok Mom I'm off!" I yelled as I was running down the hall and grabbed my purse and put my phone inside.Me and Hannah were going to the mall to do karaoke."Ok and let me guess you aren't going to sing?"my mom asked."No cause I suck badly at singing."I thought my voice was horrible but to everyone else I was the next Kristin Chenoweth.

"Hey don't say that!You have a great voice!Now go and have fun while me and your father do something." she started walking upstairs."What are you guys doing?" I asked questioning her."Fonduing." she said and walked upstairs as I was left disgusted.

One hour later...

We were at the mall and then Hannah saw the karaoke place and dragged me along."Ok what song should I sing?" she said."Well I heard you sing blown away by Carrie Underwood and you are amazing at it so do that" I said.

"Ok." A with that she started singing.

Dry lightning cracks across the skies
Those storm clouds gather in her eyes
Her daddy was a mean old mister
Mama was an angel in the ground
The weather man called for a twister
She prayed blow it down

There's not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There's not enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past

[Chorus:]
Shatter every window 'til it's all blown away,
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away

She heard those sirens screaming out
Her daddy laid there passed out on the couch
She locked herself in the cellar
Listened to the screaming of the wind
Some people call it taking shelter
She called it sweet revenge

[Chorus:]
Shatter every window 'til it's all blown away,
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away
'Til there's nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,
Blown away

There's not enough rain in Oklahoma
To wash the sins out of that house
There's not enough wind in Oklahoma
To rip the nails out of the past

Shatter every window 'til it's all blown away (blown away)
Every brick, every board, every slamming door blown away (blown away)
'Til there's nothing left standing, nothing left of yesterday (blown away)
Every tear-soaked whiskey memory blown away,

Blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away, blown away

About 2 minutes later the song was done and she got a standing ovation then came to me."Your turn!".

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