I kind of just made this quick, it's just a copy of the original, but they now have birthday hats, that's all. I also made a story in Notes & Credits Grammarly, I love it trying to help me with my grammar, you have to help it help you.
The song is called, "I don't want to set the world on fire." --[ Just random typing ]-- Springer wanted to go play outside, but her mother said No, her mother told her, "You can't go outside till your room is cleaned!" Springer was saddened to hear this, she begged to be let outside, she begged and begged more, but the reply was still no. So she slouched over and stomped up to her room, she entered her room in horror, her room had looked as if a tornado had destroyed the place just before she came up the stairs, she was sure that it didn't look like this when she left, she fell to the floor wanting to cry, she told herself, "I'll never be able to go outside for the whole week," she stood back up, thinking of what she should start to clean first. She stood there for a little while, but then her mother came up to her door and knocked three times, then opened her door and said, "If you're going to start cleaning your room any time soon, I would suggest you start with the trash since that's the thing covering your floor the most," mother had tossed six trash bags through then shut the door behind her. Springer then awoke from her trance and saw the bags laying on the ground, so she grabbed one and hung the rest on her door. She grabbed as much trash that she could see, but due to Springer's poor eyesight, she couldn't see some of the pieces she had missed, she kept plucking and grabbing fistfuls of trash just from off the carpet, before she knew it her bag was full, she placed the full bag outside her room behind the door, she grabbed another bag and did it all again. Before she had noticed, her bag was full again, she did the same as she did with the first one, she looked at her room once again, she started to smile, it looked much better then what it had before, she looked at her clock hanging on the wall and was sad once again, she had started at noon, but now it is three O-clock at night, only two bags, in three hours, she wanted to just give up, so she went to her bed and lay down on her side, she curled up into a ball and closed her eyes. She awoke to someone's voice, the voice seemed familiar, but she could not remember who it was, it was not her mothers, it wasn't her sisters, not even her fathers, nor any of her friends, she could not tell who it belonged to, she tried to recall where she had heard it from before, but she couldn't, she thought to herself, "Maybe if I see their face I can remember them," she agrees with herself that it's a good idea, so she rolls over and sees her room spotless, no trash nor clothes on the floor, she looked in her dresser closet and outside her room, the house was the same, her mother was in the living room, she runs back to her room and sees no trash bags outside nor behind her door, she walks in her room confused, she looks around every corner crack and even in her sisters' room, which is right across the hall. She hears the familiar voice again, she couldn't understand what it was saying, it was echoey and faint, she calls out to it saying "What is your name?" First it was quiet, and then it answers, "You don't remember me?" it said with a frown. Altho Springer could not see it, she could tell, it sounds sad, Springer then asks it one more thing, "Can you show yourself?" it was hard to hear, but it answers with a slow, soft, and sad little voice, "Alright but please, say you remember me." It then slowly appears in front of Springer's closet. At first, springer couldn't believe her eyes, she had just appeared, like a ghost. Springer then says to it, "I think I remember you, your voice, and that face, it's familiar to me I just, can't remember your name." --[ End (for now) ]--
