Broken Piano

Beginning & End

A/N: Well, hello there, weirdos! This story is actually adopted from a youtube comment on a song I stumbled upon (Flowers by In love with a ghost) years ago. I just wanted to make it into a story because I felt a connection to it (even though the idea wasn't mine to begin with lol). 

Truth be told, I have already written the story years ago; and I'll be leaving it as it is. I just want y'all to experience the same pure, raw emotions I had felt back then. (Lmao stop being dramatic)

Anyway, just think of this as an extended version of that comment, haha. (WATCH OUT FOR BAD GRAHAMS AND AWKWARD WRITING THOUGH HAHAHA)

Enjoy! 

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It was summer and a whistling wind blew along the trees as Tessa dreamily watched outside the window while her head rested upon her palms.

But it wasn't just wind. It was like music sweetly caressing her ears. Yet she did not give a second thought about it and pretended it was just normal.

After a couple of minutes of daydreaming about ice cream, the wind blew again and this time, it felt like a hand had just cupped her cheeks.

Suddenly, a voice whispered in her ears.

"Come."

It was a woman's voice.

It was so delicate her heart skipped a beat for a second.

She longed for this gentle touch that she had never felt for so long when her momma died from an illness that drove her crazy.

Her spirit was enlivened; as if she knew it was fate.

"I'm coming."

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She stood in front of the 'entrance' to the woods nearby their summer house; feeling every bit of her adrenaline and curiosity.

It was like an adventure she would embark on!

The wind blew again and she knew it was time.

As Tessa went deeper into the woods, a piano played swiftly along the trees.


Her heart was enchanted upon hearing the sorrowful piece and decided to follow the sound.

Nearer and nearer, Tessa could now clearly hear the piano.

It was resting beside an old tree, surrounded by blazing, orange flowers. It was a beautiful sight she could never forget.

But who is that old lady sitting at the piano?

No fear, she approached the old lady playing the piano.

"Hi", Tessa greeted with a jolly tone.

The play came to an abrupt pause.

The old lady slowly twisted her head as if a ghost tilting its head to scare the cr*p out of people.

But to no avail, Tessa did not even bat an eye.

Tessa scanned the old lady. Her skin was saggy and her hair was tangled up in a mess.

Anyone would be freaked out by the sight of it and would be mistaken as an old witch. Even add up the random and creepy place she's in.

But Tessa noticed something else.

Her eyes.