Listen to: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQ8R5Ax2vW8 

Paramore - My Hero {I know the song might not match, but the title does!}

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The next morning, I woke up in my bed. How did I end up in my bed? I wonder who carry me here. All I remembered was that I was in the practice room and then all of a sudden everything when black. Ahh…I feel so tried just to get up. For my future, I have to.

I got out of bed and change to my practice clothing, black tank top, gray hoodie, and gray sweat pant. I grab my bag and pack an extra short short, just in case it’s one of these long practices. I grab my phone and left the door.

I walk across the street and walk to SM thought the back doors, where trainees, the singers, and other stuff members go cause of the pack fans that are in the front of the building. I walk up the stairs and stop at floor 3. I open the door to see a lot of people walking back and forward the hallway. Just like every day, but just because SM Town ’08 is around the corner, there more people. I sigh and walk to the practice room.

When I open the door, everyone looked up. I lower my head and walk to one of the empty benches. I put my bag on the bench and sat down. There was 5 minutes before practice starts, so I just sat there looking around.

Suddenly, I feel someone sat down beside me, so turn around. It was one of the unnies from yesterday practice.

“Are you okay?” she asked. I nodded, “I’m f