A sad storry
Here is something that I wrote for my english class but I just never truned it in lol! its kinda long but what ever you dont have to read it but i recommend it. tell me what you think of it.
There was once a child who's name was Yume who had incredible tallent. He was able to play the piano as if he were a pro that had been practicing for many years. When he was frist introduced to a piano it was when he was about four years old. His mom went to a music store and took him along with her. When she was there he was looking at all of the instraments.
There was one that he was most interested in, the piano. When his mom was leaving he started to cry and point at the piano. His mom did not know waht his problem was, but since he was ponting at the piano she figured that he wanted to see it. When she took him to the piano, he started to play a song instead of hitting all of the keys like any child would do.
When his mom saw this she was so amazed she tood him home and bought him a piano about his size. Yume continued to playthe piano as he grew up. Durring the time he was growing up, he suffered mental,physical, and emotional abuse as well as the hell he was put through when his parants got a divorce. Yume never really had a great life when he was growing up,
which he says is the reason he began creating his own songs. When Yume was ever feeling sad or depressed he would go into his room and play his piano. Sometimes things got so bad at his house that he would not only make up one song, but many different songs in one day. When Yume was finally old enough to move out, he did just that. He moved far away from
home so he did not have to think about anything that had happened to him when he was younger. About Two years went by and things were going great where he was living. He found himself a job teaching kids how to play the piano. The rest of the time that Yume had he created songs on his piano, getting them copywriten, and making cd's with the music that he
creates. One day when he was working on a song, he thought about his mom and how she introduced him to his very first piano. He decided to call her for the very first time in two years to tell her about his acheavements in life. when he called his mom she was very excited to hear from him. He told her all about the things that had happened in his life over
the two years that they did not talk. The both talked for hours untill he had to go to sleep. About five days later he called his mom again, inviting her to his first concert at Las Vegas. He invited her to come over and stay at his house so she did not have to stay at a hotel. She was supposed to arive two days before the concert so they would have time
to spend to gether before the concert. The day that she was suposed to arive, was the day that he wound out that the plane that she was on crashed into one of the twin towers in New York. They never found her body or anything that remains of her. At the day of the concert , Before he played he stood up infrount of the croud, and told them the story about
his life and about his mother. That night he dedicated the concert and a special song that he had writen the night before to his mother and everyone that died on September 11'th. It has been three years now since that very first concert of his. I still talk to him every now and then when he is not busy. He finally found the perfect carrier, and that was
playing the piano in concert, in Las Vegas. To this very day he is still in Las Vegas playing the piano and creating new songs. I don't even think it was to long ago when I asked him, "Yume do you ever think about your mom"? He replyed, "You know I always think about the day that she died, and about my first concert that she never go to see...but you know
what I have come to realize, is that even though she died she was still there at my concert chearing me on and I know if she were still alive right now she would be very proud of me and everything that I have acomplished in my life".