A Broken String Essay

1260 Words Jan 6th, 2016 6 Pages
The class was tuning their instruments, each string one by one. While the teacher was in the midst of fixing a broken string, which seemingly never did get fully repaired, the phone rang. First once, then twice. The class got silent, as if it was a matter of life or death. Instantly, I knew it was for me. i closed my eyes, in fear that I would start to cry. The ringing stops abruptly, I can hear the mumble of the teacher 's words while on the phone upfront. Its as if my hearing became muffled, almost if I was under water. The bang of the phone hitting the base makes me jump. The teacher looks at me with a sympathetic look and tells me in a sorrowful voice that I am dismissed from class.

The daycare I had from ages 0 to 10 was my Grandparents. From school they would pick me up and drop me off. . When I was younger, around the age of 4 and not yet in school, my Grandma and I would go out to lunch with the ladies. (which consisted of the neighbors that she lived by) We would go to white cloth restaurants and fancy shops almost every week. The beach was our destination most of the time, Lincoln city in particular. The first time they took me was at the age of 9 months old. My grandma used to tell me stories of how she had to hold the bottle in my mouth on the way to the beach or I would start crying. Many nights I would stay the night and my grandma and I would watch movies. The 3 main movies we would always watch were, Grease, Best Little Whore House in Texas, and Fox and the…

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