Carol
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Last published Wed, Jul 20, 2016
A gift, well, that's what everyone called it. I wasn't so sure, and to this day, I'm still not. Its kind of funny when you think of it, I can play any instrument you can think of, even ones you probably didn't know the name of. My mother always brags to my other fellow family members, telling them that time when I when I was six and played a song on the piano that I heard on the radio that day. I sometimes saw what they talked about, saying it was a gift. Not everyone could play instruments like me. But then again, it seems like my ability to play things that can make sound makes up for the fact that there is one instrument I can't play. My voice.
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