The lost memory

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In that moment I gave a look towards Sebastian, who was sitting behind the impressive drum kit with the name Andy Black fastened on to the largest drum in black ink. Sebastian started to produce a faint beat. As he did that I started to move my feet slightly to the beat and changed my focus over to Beau who was standing there with a blinding smile holding an angelic black, shiny electric guitar stamped with my name in the same black ink as seen on the drum kit. He started to match the beat of the thriving drums. Sebastian was tapping. Together they started to form the beat to the start of my very own produced song, Road of Misery. 

I started to sing

 "Another morning, another day. I wake up to feel this pain inside my chest"

I continued to sing my most powerful song; it was the very first song I wrote. I wrote all my songs around experiences in my life, just something about pen on paper seemed to be the most effective therapy for me since I was a teenager. I kept singing line after line.

"To save you from yourself" 

I sang as the beat of the drum and guitar faded away. I could feel the heat of the beaming stage lights dance along my skin and a thick layer of sweat covered my face as I hit the last note. I looked out to the hysterical teenagers who stood before me and felt a wave of pride engulf my whole body. 

Suddenly I saw her, she was gorgeous and she looked so familiar. I racked my brain for a couple of minutes just staring at this girl, trying desperately to remember where I had seen her before. As hard as I tried to remember I just could not. I could not help but focus on every little characteristic that she betrayed through her amazing appearance. She was wearing a beautiful looking grey and black-stripped top with long sleeves that end just above her belly button. She matched it perfectly with a pair of marvel denim shorts and a pair of black and white converse which covered up to her ankles. She was so incredibly beautiful with her long pastel blue hair that reached the end of her back and the perfect smokey eye with black lipstick.

 She was so incredibly beautiful with her long pastel blue hair that reached the end of her back and the perfect smokey eye with black lipstick

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"I needed to find out who she was"

I desperately stated in my mind. I shook myself from the blurry daze I once held and continued on singing, but as I did I could not help it my focus always brought me back to her. There was just something about her she was so mysterious but at the same time I felt I knew everything about her.

"Who was she?"

I questioned myself silently.

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