It’s about my dad he’s not a hero, but he’s my dad. I maybe don’t say it often enough but I’m looking up to him. When I was little, my dad was like an anchor for me he always told me to dream big and don’t be scared because I was I was a shy kid. A really scared kid. I was scared to talk to people and it even got worse when I started to sing, but he had my back help me through all my dreams. And he always told me. I have a really good voice and I should do something out of it but I was scared when I first started singing. My dad was on my side. He performed with me with a friend from him, she was a singer and took me in when I was little and I couldn’t sleep. I went over to my dad’s bed and could finally sleep in peace when I was little I broke his precious prince CDs. I think he was really angry but he didn’t shouted at me. When I was little we flew every summer of vacation to visit the family in the USA. My Dad always had my back when I was little and then I was at school and my teacher told me I was too dumb to be someone someday he came and defended me. My Dad always says I’m his favourite daughter. I know I’m the only one, but it’s still lovely to hear it from him. I know my Dad is not a Hero, but for me my Dad is! My Dad is my Hero!
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