I was sitting by myself feeling lonely and teary, my eyes were welling up as I began to play my favourite tune. The beat of the song was sad which reminded me of 1972 when my beautiful wife died. I felt upset and disappointed that my wife was dead.
Well I was playing my piano I was imagining me back in 1939. Back in 1939 we had a War. Me and my mate were shooting the bad people. That whole time I was just talking to myself until I looked at him. My mate Jack was dead with a bullet in his head. I tried to rescue him but I was too late.
I was having a terrible, terrible, terrible life. First my amazing wife died and now my mate died. My eyes are now filled with tears, my heart is burning and my face is drooping a little bit. I said to myself that I would die before my wife.
Well I was playing my piano, I heard the beat of the piano change\. It was a ghost that was playing it. I looked beside me and I saw what the ghost looked like the ghost was my wife, she looked at me and gave me a lovely kiss on the cheek. My heart was slowly turning into happiness. My tears were starting to dry, and the lights were starting to shine but then once I closed my eyes and looked beside me, she was gone. The lights started to go low. It wasn’t even 10 seconds, and my eyes started to be filled with tears once again.
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