I walked onto the stage ready as ever and confident. I scan the room full of people who didn't know me. Me? I wanted the only person who actually cared for me there. Suddenly I started to tremble and my hands wouldn't move out of fear. I was froze and alone.
I can hear people whispering STOP. I can hear foots tapping STOP. I can see their eyes in my direction STOP . I can feel them judging STOP. I can finally see him and I'm at ease. My hands move responding to his gaze. This was my first love.
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Piano
RomanceA story of a pianist afraid of the instrument that is her whole life. Read and you'll see the stories twists and turns. You'll never expect this. Don't worry I'll try and write once or twice a week.
