"Are you sure that you're the best violinist here because i think you're the worst" black haired figure chuckled
I never felt humiliated in my life
.......but not until now
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VIOLIN Where violinist elenora meets...
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⚪︎❍ REALIZATION ARRIVED and settled that, the possibility of interaction between music, sounds and ears somehow builded me, ᎬᏞᎬNᎾᎡᎪ ᏞᎾᏌᏆᏚᎪ in vigorous way possible. which, kept enduring till this day in particular and after ensuring, i came across that music wouldn't leave sticking by my side
My relationship with music has remained loyal to the time I've been in life. But, a bit of things had changed and my recent relationship with violin stayed thoroughly a addiction to me. Violin who happened to be my first instrument boyfriend ever once had told me; 'Happiness is a thing to be practiced, like the violin.' And when I practice I can't help but to fall in love with violin.
One word and I'm sticking to it, violin's irreplaceable and being in love is for kids as if there is love anyway. With violin I'm lavished with love and without it I'm not courageous.
Either way you're also a kid what are you saying elenora?
Awards and recognitions made clear that I still win almost at every Musical contests and in every year. Sometimes I think about my growing repugnance especially when it frequently starts as people claimed me as a forced to be violinist seventeen-year-old daughter, rumors spreads quickly and when I try to tell them otherwise they think it's something doesn't worth the Widespread.
What A selfish world.
Currently I'm standing in front of thousands of people who are applauding for me and I bowed to show my respect to them as I make my way to the exist.
What's a pleasant sight other than witnessing dad and mom's gratified smiles plastered on their faces, my gaze dropped to mom's hand which, was filled by red roses bouquet, she slowly handed it to me as she piped.
"So proud of you Elenora honey," My name slipped out of my mother's mouth was the most calming and yet yearning moment of all time, it remembered me the beauteous moments when four-years-old me would cutely clung into mom's arm as she reads bed time's story, time sure does run nimbly.
Being in prosperous and wealthy family didn't made me feel the desire to become an cheerleader or a fashion killer or even daddy's girl, I never thought in a million years that money would solve anything. Sure it does brings temporary happiness but not the permanently ones.
Oh they're not here.
My two lovely siblings— not identical twins —John and Cara would constantly bring 'your dream job' topic up whenever they see me clutching my phone to my chest before they have had moved out from here to their dreamed college and because of their scholarship they had to go to pennsylvania, leaving their little sister stay more At school. I still remember the time when John and Cara were disturbing our parents' deep slumber by jumping on their mattress from excitement as they were holding the Acceptance envelope when I just turned fifteen. Again, time sure does run nimbly.
I miss them badly.
When my mom told me if I need homeschool or school itself, I hastily told her that I want to go to normal school because I get to feel what other people feel as they roam around school. Honestly it's nice to be a junior and I don't want to rush out of school not exactly what other juniors say, they say 'we need to get out of this hell'.
But is school hell?
"Mom dad I have to go school now."
"But honey we don't know the competition's results yet," mom popped and To give them open wit and recklessness of bearing elenora, I smirked and then they nodded due to the understanding my move. dad said, "Okay honey —you can go now."
That made you drown in chaos, didn't it?
For those who didn't get it, i meant that there's no worries because I would be wining all day. Typical Elenora, myself and I.
