MY GRAD IN 28 and a half HOURS ! :D i just got fake nails put on :D its kinda hard to type bc theyre so long ahah so please dont blame me for typos or anything :p Dallas; DEM WE ALL DO. DEMI; *RUNS TO THE DEAD BODY* MOM NO MOM WAKE UP!! THIS IS JUST A DREAM; WERE ON PUNKD! *runs backto joe and grips his shirt* JOE TELL ME ITS A DREAM -- Joe; *hugs her tightly* demi, im sorry, its not punk'd or a dream Demi; *crying and yelling* NO YOUR LYING!!! YOUR LYING JOE! *punching his chest yelling, but falls weak and hits the ground* **the next day at the funeral** Demi; *wearing a black pencil skirt, black blazer, and black shirt with the neck line up to her neck* [an- respecting herself] Dallas; now , id like my sister demi to give a speech Demi; *goes up and stands there infront of all their relatives tearing a bit* Mom, my mother was the kind of lady who always was a perfectionist.. she would always tell me to respect myself, and i never did. *smiles a bit* it was all about the tight clothes and low neck shirts for me, mom, im sorry, ive learnnt i need to respect myself. my mother always wanted the best for me , dallas, maddie, my husband Joe, and my daughters alyy and lyssa. i groaned about the thought of marrying the hot shot jerk , Joe Jonas.. but she knew it was best for me, and our family. My mother forced me to do so, the first few years may have been hell, but im happily settled and i love Joe very much. what ever shes done for me.. has been the best.. i love you mom ...
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