When I saw Sydney, I hugged her. Then I hugged Mark. He took me home and when we walked in i saw balloons and streamers everywhere.
" Welcome Home Millie!" I heard everyone scream and yell. I had a flashback

"Welcome Home Millie!" My new mom and dad yelled. One night I get up to ask them something. Dad was in the study and I didn't see mom anywhere. So I went to play with my doll. Not to long after mom come home. We eat at the dining table then I get ready to head up to bed. But I linger in the doorway. They're arguing. It made me want to cry. I ran up to my room. The next day mom left again and dad stayed in his study. Then mom would come home cook dinner then they would argue after dinner.
Maybe I'm not wanted here...

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Play song now
asily playing, never bat an eye
Weeping and posing, another perfect alibi
Every day lonely, I'd rather play a game
Like a slow running stream of honey I crave
Looking at you now, yes, and even you
Was I unneeded? Was I just in the way, too?
Call me a phantom, never meant to be
Couldn't be more fun to party and scream

Now
My, oh my, oh walk your way to me
Clap your hands, we're traveling to the beat
Why, oh why, oh hurry up and leave
And again I come to see, I've been a very bad girl

Dreaming in color, burned it in my mind
But then I wake up with black as raven hands alive
Well, I was chosen to burn inside
Couldn't be more fun to whistle and sing

Now
Crawling, crawling out tonight and see
Everyone up scrambling to the beat
Easy easy, envy all you need
Dancing on without a clue, she's been a very blind girl

Counting 1, 2, 3, and 4 you better go and hide
Hiro-kun, Haru-chan, two that I find
Three and just don't be it, barely breathing out a sigh
You caught me before I could try

Now
My, oh my, oh walk your way to me
Clap your hands, we're traveling to the beat
I'm shivering slowly, raise a foot to leave
All alone sing bye bye

Hey
Find me, find me LOVE, I'm on my knees
Reach a hand but pricks me until I bleed
Fine? Oh fine? Sewn eyes I broke to see
We'll again come play the game...tomorrow, no one has to know

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"So. That's the type of dad you're going to be." I mutter.
"What do you mean?" (Ohhh when you nod... Sorry )
I run to my room and lock the door