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Happy Place

October 14, 2015
By Anonymous

The music roars through the speakers as I find my way into my happy place.
I feel the house shaking as the music plays.
The sound vibrates off the white walls covered in posters.

Happiness filled my heart as my favorite song started to play.
The birds chirped loudly.
The clock ticked.
Cars drove up and down the street at a fast speed.
People walked slowly down the sidewalks.

Music is an escape,
my escape,
my happy place.
When I’m sad,
I listen to music and the bring joy and happiness to me.
Music is my happy place. 



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