She's different

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-Matt-

When she came to my room i was nervous. Will she like my room? Will she think that my room is such a mess and she hated it? I don't know. But i can see something catches her eyes, it was my piano. She seem so excited when she saw it.

"Why are you excited with this piano?" I asked her softly. "Well i love it when someone can play a piano. The sound of piano can bring a smile on my face." She explain. "I didn't know it mean so much to you." I said to her in a lower voice. "Well I have a lot of memories with piano. When i was a kid my dad always taught me to play piano, but now he was so busy with his work and he have a bad anger situation, he turned out to be really cold to me. We barely even talk anymore" She said trying not to cry, but failed. I hug her and whisper to her ear "everything will be okay, i'm here with you, by your side."

"Promise?" She asked me.
"Promised."

After hearing her story i thought to myself that she's different than other girls. She've been through a lot of stuff in her life, but she's so great at covering them. I never thought that she have that kind of sad story like that, but i guess..

Every body have their own misery, their just good at pushing it away

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