RRRIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!
After the bell raing, all i wanted to do at this point was find an empty room and play my keyboard. Im kind of obsessive about playing, about practicing my songs every day. Ever since i could remember, from the first time i played a note, i fell in love with music.. It quickly went from my passion to my obsession, from long hours of practice in my room, or simply just as an escape. It has always calmed me on my worse days. Lately, this song has been going thru my head, something i never heard before. I know it's something i never made up, because i looked it up online. River Flows in You.... one of the most beautiful piano songs i've listened to.
And now, after all this time, i decided that im going to play it today. This is actually only the third time i've played a song written by someone else. My brother, who was a guitarist, taught me how to write my own pieces. Sometimes i will just sit down and record whatever music pours out, depending on my mood. Lizzie has heard me play a few times...especially my dear brother. She keeps telling me i should put some of my music out there, but im very protective of my work. I have the constant fear of someone ripping me off, or worse, claiming it as their own.
Now, this is the first time i might be playing for the entire school...Lizzie entered me into the school's talent show last month in January, without telling me though. She never brought it up till two weeks before the show! But maybe this might be the start of something new. Maybe this could be a chance for people to not see me as a freak, but as another human with feelings. Maybe then they would see me in a different light.
History and science seemed to drag on more than usual...not so strange though when you prefer doing other things. By the time the bell for lunch rang, i almost ran out of the classroom, just itching to find a room to be alone in. The problem with that however: it is next to impossible to find a deserted room in a school of 500,000 plus teenagers.
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Trail of Memories
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