Flake

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I walked into the room I was staying and found my roommate in bed. I walked over to him and I tried to speak again. This time I was able to whisper.

"Oliver, I am sorry."

I then went to bed. I felt so bad. I didn't understand why Oliver tried so hard.

It was night when I got up and I was looking through the place we were staying. I was shocked to find a music room. I found the keyboard and I played. I was having fun.

I heard people talking and stopped playing. I then watched as everyone else came into the room. For some reason the names came to me. Till was the singer. Richard was lead guitar. Paul was rhythm guitar. Schneider was the drummer. Oliver was the bassist. I played keyboard.

How did I remember that? So, they named a song and started to play and I watched the whole time. When they left and I went back to playing.

That night I had no nightmares. I was so happy. For once I had a good night's sleep.

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