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She loved music..he hated it! ,, but he listened anyway!
She loved red..he hated it!,, but he praised it anyway!
She played instruments.. he hated it! ,, but he played anyway!

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It was a sunny day for nature, but a stormy pitch black night for her .
The sun was high in the sky, but didn't shine for her!
The wind moved around, when everything had just stopped for her! And it couldn't be otherwise!
Her sky was bidding goodbyes! The sun was kidnaped by the dark night, they just couldn't stop their pained cries !
The wind was raging in her mind! ...and it  couldn't be otherwise! *
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He was caught by the teachers , vandalizing school properties , as they call it! And beautifying boring art class , he called it!
He was doing some Graffiti "he claimed" adding a nice touch to the plain white walls of the art classroom.
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He stood next to the clubroom door, Messy brown hair,big yellow green eyes, cut jeans with hanging chains on both pockets! A weird shirt that had a touch of every color humanity ever discovered!

"What a mess" was what she thought back then!
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She sat on the corner of the deserted room , a small black human ball!
The girl was just wrapped around herself ! Her head buried in her arms that tiredly hugged her feat! Stagnant air looming over her head! And you could have sworn she just came from the underworld!
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"Carry those instruments to the front yard Dylan, hurry up! "
The teacher ordered the weird chains guy as he left the room
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What was happening there! .. I'll tell you!
They were emptying the music club room,, why?
Cause it's only  two members are leaving!
Actually one has already left! Left to a place with no coming back!
And didn't even say goodbye!.. ..

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He stared at the shelves full of trophies, the dusted piano, the thrown violins! But she didn't care !
She was never playing them again!

~She let go of me! Or, was it me that let go of her!
Either ways,screw the contests, screw our promise! She's no longer here to fulfil it, why should I!~  .. Was what she said!
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"Im sorry for your friend "
Said the chains guy ,,,, she was still on the corner with her head between the palms of her hands, dried tears on her dehydrated skin, and fresh pearls threatening to fall!
She raised her zombie like face, and nodded at him !

"I heard she got into an accident on the way to some competition, right?"
He heartlessly asked!

"Do you "she held a sob & swallowed
" do you think this is the time to ask? " she tiredly questioned, her voice breaking at the end.

"Im sorry "he said, and started carrying the instruments to the front yard.
He finished carrying them, and left.

And she wished he would never come back!

But he did anyway !
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She was on the roof studying for the finals
She did lose her childhood friend and bestfriend,her music partner! , but she wouldn't give in to the feeling of despair, it did eat her up, but the breathing ghost of her didn't stop moving!
She wouldn't let her parents feel that pain, even if she was drowning in it, and she actually was!

She sat on the aerated roof ground, a book on her lap, her sleep deprived eyes gazing into space, as the wind caressed her cheeks.
It was her last year in high school, and she had her college chosen. All she needed, was to pass the tests, with the hope that she'll be able to pass the upcoming life tests for no reason but the fact that unlucky her was enrolling into the faculty of arts & music!
And she knew it!
She knew that she'll die there everyday, that she'll suffocate with each and every breath she takes, that she will fall a thousand miles into the heart of earth with each step she makes! But she would not back off!...
That was never like her!
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He came to the roof carrying a big canvas and a palette of water colors, her ghost eyes stared at him for the 6th time that month, not a single week passed without him showing up infront of her , but he never spoke!, he would just sit on the edge with his feat dangling through the metalic bars and all he would do, was to draw some cityscapes, and that wasn't the wisest choice for someone who wanted to improve his skills!
It was always a cityscape, all that differed, was the edge he sat on, and thus ,the direction he drew the same view from ! , but this time was different, he didn't just sit there!,, he smiled, and she nodded!

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