A Sour Note from Left Field

A Sour Note from Left Field

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"When I play I don't feel anything, I'm free." That is how everyone in my family would describe athletics. But I doesn't feel that, when I hears the word "sport," I think, boring, useless, and painful. I do feel free whenever I'm playing my violin. The thing is I'm not supposed to be playing instruments. I took one away when I was six and if they find out I might not be able to transfer out of Pila tomorrow. ______________________________________________________________________________ Meet Melody (Mel) Rogers, the musician? In Mel's country you get labeled into two groups, that decide your job and education. Pilla's are people who are physically trained and normal get sent to work in the military or police departments. Or Cantatio, people who learn the art of music and performance. Typically people follow what ever group there parents are in but Mel knows she's Cantatio but she has grown up in a household of Pila's. She is what they would call a prodigy with music but it's illegal for her to even touch an instrument. So how does she know she's so good? ______________________________________________________________________________ Okay so if ANY of this connects to your life, names, schools, issues, ect. Then I'm compleatly sorry. None of this is based off anything (especially names). Updates on Friday
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