I stared to play the song.
"It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen
All dressed in white
Going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat
Sixpence in a shoe, something borrowed, something blue
And when the church doors opened up wide
She put her veil down
Trying to hide the tears
Oh she just couldn't believe it
She heard the trumpets from the military band
And the flowers fell out of her hand" I sung
"Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
Lord please lift his soul, and heal this hurt
Then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard
Then they handed her a folded up flag
And she held on to all she had left of him
Oh, and what could have been
And then the guns rang one last shot
And it felt like a bullet in her heart
Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream
Oh,
Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
Oh, now I'll never know
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream"
"Oh, this is just a dream
Just a dream
Yeah, Yeah" you could see some people tearing up from the lyrics as they clapped and cheered.
I bowed and took a step back. The Glitter Gals took a spot beside me.
"Wow, that was an amazing performance Jessica. But here are the results!! In first place......" You could feel the suspension building up.
"JESSICA!!" Everyone cheered and clapped, loudly.
I screamed and covered my mouth. They passed me my HUGE trophy. It was taller than me.
I ran off the stage and into JC's arms.
A man in a suit walked up to me. Handed me a business card and said "I would like to sign you to my record label. If you're interested give me a call." And walked away.
Everyone crowded around me and congratulated me.
Someone grabbed my wrist and pressed their lips against mine. Oh no not this again. Why Me?
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THE END!!! Hope you guys like this story!!!
But yeah! Hoped you liked it!!
-Nichole
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Why Me? (Mikey Fusco, Sam Pottorff story)
FanfictionI don't know why people still read this story, it is not my best works and is so poorly written. But people still carry on reading.