The Secret Behind the Violin

Moving Day

     The next day we were packing and getting ready for our new life... a life a life away from dad. Mom went to some stores to get more boxes and stuff to pack with and while I waited for her the get back I continued to organize my room into five parts: cloths, shoes, decorations, memories, and stuff to get rid of. As I went through my room I found my first violin. The bright pink made me really happy. It was so small that I felt as if I made the wrong move that it would break in two. All of the memories came rushing back. All of the little concerts I used to put on for my mom and dad while I wore my purple tutu and danced as I played. Those were some of the happiest moments of my life. The family was together and happy. I wish that I could go back to those days where I didn't have to worry about anything. Where the family was happy and always together and nothing was ever wrong. I wish that I could go back to those days or at least feel what I did back then for one day.

"I'm home," mom yelled as she walked n the door, her hands full of boxes. "Can you go out to the car and grab some more boxes?" she asked.

"Sure," I yelled back at her from the top of the stairs. I went outside and grabbed all the boxes I could fit into my hands. As I shut the trunk I saw a tall think man in all black standing in the distance. "Hello, are you lost?" I asked but I got no response. I began to move closer to him.

"Violet, are you okay?" mom asked when she walked outside to get the rest of the boxes from the car.

I looked at her then right back to look at him he was gone, not even a trace left. "Did you see him?," I asked mom. She looked at me confused.

"Violet, who are you talking about no one is out here accept us," she replied sounding concerned.

"Oh, I guess I haven't slept much and it's catching up with me," I said smiling at her.

"Honey go get some sleep I'll start packing the livingroom."

"Okay I'll do that. Don't get too much done without me." She smiled and chuckled as I walked into the house. I made my way up to my room to take my nap and I just felt lost in my thoughts and fears so much so that I thought that I would never get to sleep.

Three hours later I had waken up to my phone vibrating, it was my dad. Dinner tonight? read the text.

Sure, but where??

We are going to go to your favorite place.

Okay can't wait but what time??

I was thinking around 6?

Sounds great!

Also I have a surprise for you so dress nice.

Okay dad I love u see u then.

I love you to.

I went down stairs to find mom looking though some old photos. "Mom is it okay if I go to dinner with dad tonight around six?"

"That's fine honey."

"By the way do you know what the surprise is from dad?"

"I have no idea honey you know I your dad doesn't talk to me much about stuff like that."

"Okay mom. Well, I'm going to go take a shower and get ready I loved you mom."

"Are you sure you want to get ready this early it's only 12:30."

"Yea I guess your right well I'm going to go play my violin."

"Remember you have tp be done packing by the end of today we are leaving tonight."

"I know mom I just want to play my new beauty for the first time. Its been calling my name since we got it the other day."