Thursday, 9 March 2017

The Piano - an extract from my story.

The man had to forget. It hurt too much , he had to stop . His stitched heart telling his mind to forget . Slowly and painfully , the old man forgot about the memory that created his love  for music . He solemnly stood from his stool and shuffled out of the bare room , closing the oak door with a creak behind him . 

By BB     year 5 














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