Greetings to my friends and enemies let me introduce myself, my name is Sandy Brown.. Hope you’ll stay to hear my story.. Let’s begin at the beginning. My story started the moment I opened my eyes. I was what most people would call an unwanted child, so my mother decided to take me to an orphanage. At the time I was about five years old. The teachers used to say that my mother didn't have the funds to keep me, but I knew that wasn’t true… My mother as a person was neither good nor bad she was much like the color gray. She didn't hate me, nor did she really love me. At the end of the day she is nothing more than a blurry memory to me, and she will stay that way.. Life at the orphanage was in simple terms tiring and boring. The children took their trauma and irritation out on me. Their reasoning was along the lines of me being the only one with my original name. Honestly though I never cared what they did to me. Annoying as they were I chose to ignore them, and I think I made the right choice. There was this one girl who genuinely wanted to be my friend, her name was “Melody”. She and I did lots of things together, she was my one true friend. Every time I felt like giving up on my “wonderful’ life she would always say to me, “Do you feel like your drowning Sandy?” And I would nod my head and say “ When am I gonna get to breath…” She’d then softly say, “Soon, very soon Sandy.” It was times like those I needed those words of reassurance and I’m… So grateful for those moments I had with her? Time seemed to go by faster with her there. I wonder if it was the same for her? Well time kept right on going and before you knew it, I was now 10 years old. Although I got older nothing really changed, the kids were still a pain, but at least “Melody” was still there, still being the best she could be. I could tell though that something was slowly changing… “Melody” was never much of a “talker” and nor was I. We simply enjoyed each others presence, but that began to change, if that change was good I don’t know, you tell me.. “Melody” started to show interest in the piano. I guess in a way she was trying to fill a void. I didn’t stop her and I wasn’t going to, this was something she wanted to do, so of course I supported her with all my might. At first, I showed no interest in it myself, but after seeing her practice till she couldn’t, I began to wonder… There’s got to be more to life than just sitting around and waiting for someone who may never come. I then decided to join her in playing the piano, it was so fun learning something together, it felt like our relationship had become deeper, it felt as if we were one… Playing the piano together was an escape from our cruel reality, time seemed to stop in those moments, it was my everything..

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