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The band which is playing on stage moves on to their last song. "You guys are on in 5 minutes." somebody says.
He smiles to himself. Daddy said it was a waste of time. Mommy said she was ashamed to tell the cousins what he was doing with his life. 'Friends' asked him to grow up. Grandma kept asking him why he didn't want to be an engineer.
What if? What if they were just happy for him and told him to go live his life? What if they told him it was alright, as long as he was happy.. What if he didn't have to starve on some days because he could barely support himself? What if he had a trust fund and didn't have to care about anything or anybody else?
What if?
He smiles to himself again. If life was so easy, I wouldn't have been this good, he tells himself.
It's time. He grabs his guitar and walks out. The bright lights and the screaming fans hits him as he steps on to the stage. He smiles to himself. Tonight is going to be a good night....
(Dedicated to the man who taught me English by asking me to write short stories. Grandpa.)
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