Think of me

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There have been continue interruptions of the rehearsals until Carlotta said "I have enough. Unless you stop these things from happening, this will not happen" and she stormed off. "What are we going to do now" asked one of the managers. "Jasmine can perform. She have been great taught by a talented teacher" suggested Madame Lesch. "Who was your teacher" asked the managers. "I don't know his name, Monsieur" responded Jasmine. They decided to give her a chance. She went on stage and blown everyone away and when it was the night of the performance she is dressed in a long white dress with sparkling white flowers through her hair in a bread. Jasmine opened her mouth and started singing. 

"Think of me, think of me fondly. 

When we've said goodbye.

Remember me, once in a while. 

Please promise me you'll try. 

When you find that once again you long

To take your heart back and be free. 

If you ever find a moment

Spare a thought for me. 


We never said our love was evergreen

Or as unchanging as the sea. 

But if you can still remember

Stop and think of me. 

Think of all the things 

We've shared and seen. 

Don't think about the way

Things might have been." 

The Phantom listens from his lare below, pleased that his Jasmine is up there taking center stage as what she should be. Jasmine went on. 

"Think of me, think of me walking

Silent and resigned. 

Imagined me trying too hard 

To put you from my mind.

Recall those days, 

Look back on all those times.

Think of the things we'll never do.

There will never be a day

When I won't think of you." 

Raul noticed from his seat that beautiful woman singing. "Can it be Jasmine?" he asked. He stood up and started clapping "Bravo" he cheered. "Long ago, it seems so long ago. How long and innocent we were. She may not remember me, but I remember her." 

Jasmine sings "Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade.

They have their season so do we. 

But please promise me that sometime

You will think of me..." 

Everyone cheered and the curtains closed. 



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