Why I Was Drowned

The world stopped. Nothing mattered except me and only me. The paparazzi screaming and taking pictures was drowned into the background. The small sounds became the most important ones in the word; the trees swaying the wind, the rain falling against the foggy window of my treehouse, and the highs and lows of my voice. The soggy wood against my back cleared my head and the scent of pine trees flowed throughout the air. Creamy, brown wood swirled into the triangle top of the treehouse, tangled with branches of a towering tree. I was at home; not at my father’s Victorian mansion but at my hidden treehouse singing my heart out.
I started singing three years ago on Christmas Eve, the worst day of my life. I composed a violin solo to play for my

My voice echoed into the forest, the treehouse barely enough to hold me. The music flowed through me, energizing me, and I held on, not willing to let go of my secret love. I neared the end and I took the last note in like a lifesaving breath of air. As I put the microphone down beside me, goosebumps crept up my arm and I felt a chill. I jumped up, the nerves leaving an unsettling feeling. A whiff of lemon verbena perfume flowed through from the treehouse door. The comfort of my treehouse swept from my feet and I felt that overbearing yet familiar feeling. Fear. My only defense against the cold, hard world was failing

Your talent is refreshing. Here's my card, call me if you are interested in singing a duet at NY MusicOps."
I scanned the card, Alexana Fransha: MusicOps CEO. I tried to keep my face cool and uninterested but failed tremendously. "NY MusicOps! World famous musicians play there and you want me to sing there? Wait, a duet? With who?”
"So many questions," Alexana looked around the room,"...Cammie. Well, I see a lot on undiscovered talent in you and a duet partner could help you uncover it. Playing your music with another person can open up your eyes to so much more." Alexana stepped down onto the treehouse ladder, "Find a friend to do the duet with, that person could bring your music to the next level. I see a lot in you Cammie, don't let me down.” My eyes followed Alexana as she glided down the carefully concealed steps of my hidden treehouse. My heart overflowed with joy, I soaked in the wonderful feeling of being special. A feeling I had never experienced before. The idea of performing in front of the world, sharing my secret, was something I had never thought about. Let alone sing a duet. What loser would sing with