Levis early childhood p.o.v
"Okay Levi even though you're 4 years old it's about time you express your emotion towards music .. "
My mother stroked my hair gently *
" mama I want to play the one with many colorful strings ! "
"Now,now Levi sweetie are you sure ? What about the viola or violin !?! Maybe the cello ! "
"No mummy I'm sure I want this one !"
Levi plucked each string on the colorful harp.
"Hehehehe I feel happy ~! " "I'm glad sweetie !"
The music worker at the store looked at Levi's smile playing the harp , his mother was tearing up. He then asked why she was crying .
"M'mam why are you tearing up ? "
"I just want my son to live his life to the
fullest , his bone marrow disease will affect him later in life ."She kept speaking to him over an hour .
Even the music worker started to cry .
"Thank you m'mam"Levi took his precious harp to his beloved home , "thank you mummy !"
"Your welcome ! Now practice!"
She pushed his small back to the music stand softly . "G~go !"Levi started to pluck as instructed on the "book of harps 1 "
2 months passed he already joined competitions , forced by his mother .
"Mummy I don't think - I'm " " Just Do it !! " she growled at him pushing him into the audience and dragging him by his small little arms . All the way to the backstage
" Levi if you don't do it you'll get the stick again ! "The stick meant , she'll get any object near her and beat him up with it like last time he got beat up with a flower vase , for not getting four notes correct last concert .
He gulped and went on .
Ready .....
He had won many scholars to go play in other countries , like Germany and Brazil
He wasn't happy about his harp anymore his mother was using him for money . That's why .
The real reason .
After the competition he went to look at other instruments , "oh a violin looks nice mum !"
"I don't think so the harp is fine ."
"Ya think so-"Levi's mother only wanted him to play for money since they didn't have enough to support themselves . Their father left them for another woman, only mother knew that reason
Father said he went on vacation.
Never returned since I was 3 years old .
Never .
Levi grew up in to his early teens , he had a large red marks on his growing pale hands from all the hitting his mother gives him
Every single day ,
He was happy on the outside but Depressed on the inside , He began to feel weaker every month . He no longer saw color on the strings, on the harp he played
He was no longer happy .
While he was practicing in a dreadful mood , his mother yelled at him.
This is what I can only recall from my vivid memories ... The worst horrible childhood I ever had , that's why I quit the harp and afraid to start again with a harp my mother
Still haunts me to this day in terrible manners ,I hate the harp .
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RomanceYou were so artistic, constantly painting smiles on every face, but your own. * this is my first Ereri fanfic pls if you have suggestions that WOULD really help so pls be happy to message me :) *