The Piano

I was sitting in the dark playing my piano my fingers were like wind, it was hard to look back stuff but when I started to play I was like in a spell and that is how I started to commemorate.

When I was playing the piano I felt cheerlessness and empty inside and dark out side, I was looking down at my fingers and they are going the speed I wanted them to be.

I still had my wedding ring on I said ‘I will never take it off.’ My left hand was spread out and my right was like it was stucked together.

I felt something pulling my hand back like a ghost but I didn't know what it was. Then a sound started to come from the other side of the piano, I put my hand back, I started to play I don't know who it was but I didn't care because the people that I love are dead.

I felt a shiver down my spine like something kissed me like good bye, I started to remember stuff that I did. I saw a wall and ran to it while the music is still going.

I was a medic with a gun just in case someone tried to kill me. He said to me ‘Should I go out’ I gave him a nod to go after five seconds he got shot, I lifted him up before he died I got really sad but he had to go.

I looked up to see if he was going to heaven.

I started to remember what I gave to my grandson, I gave him the box and it looked like a gun but when he sees it he will be happy. He opened the box and saw a horse, he picked up the horse and started to ride on it like he was crazy, it was like the happiest day of his life.

He came and jumped on the piano seat and started to play with me but when he jump, on he had to press one key and then that's it all my memory to him, then I will head off to heaven.