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“Play Me For Her” by Jackson Brown

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It was a small town of no importance, trapped between a mountain and a valley in a country I’m sure that you have never heard of. It was a town so small that nobody shared a birthday, and any potential visitor usually got lost on the way and had to turn back. In this town, there was one nurse, and her house became the only hospital. This house had a guest room, and that guest room had a bed on which every child in the town was delivered. So it was on this bed that Meredith Reusche gave birth to Peter, a beautiful baby boy who 26 years, 117 d...

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“Damn the Violin!” by Idhika Boda

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Sometimes, it happens that...who am I kidding? Most of the times, it happens that an object will always be present within your eyesight. You find it lying around when you are looking for your homework. You find it lying around when you are searching for your glue stick. You find it lying around when you least need it but when you actually want it, it magically disappears. Meet Louis, a high school sophomore who badly wants to impress his crush. He had a crush on Christina ever since middle school. Unfortunately, he has the courage of a ...

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“Silver” by Lyza Leeway

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Seth shivered as a cold finger ran down his spine. “Seth,” she purred. Her voice had such a deep tone to it. Husky. Sexual. She knew it, too.“Silver.”“Well, pet? Which one do you fancy?” She licked her lips, crimson as the blood she drank. Tantalizing. “Which one excites you?” She lingered on the word ‘excites’ and drew it out, enunciating each syllable. The T sounded exotic as she spoke it around her long fangs. Seth tore his eyes away from her, and gazed at the items lying on tables, lining walls, hanging from racks hooked into the ce...

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“A serenade to the stars” by Sam Gold

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“Damn,” I mutter, twiddling the knobs of my cooker. Why couldn’t I cook anything? My dad would be laughing at me now, at my failed attempt to cook baked beans on toast; steam is billowing from the saucepan which holds the burnt beans and the toast under the grill is black like charcoal. This evening I hadn’t been able to resort to my usual microwaveable meal: unfortunately, the microwave is busted after one too many of those. So here I am, with my dilapidated cooking utensils, cursing whichever sod made kids leave home. Whoever he is, I’ll f...

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“The piano-accordion” by Jane Mayweather

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It was unassuming, but that was its hateful trick. While it sat there, a lifeless observer, it gnawed at him. Intolerable thing. He had bought it at a street market about seven years previously. A spur of the moment purchase - the type of transaction that he was shamefully prone to. He had spied it on the rickety wooden stall and in an instant knew that he had to have it. It was impractical, he knew. He didn’t need it. He had no particular reason to want it. God knows, when inevitably asked by his fiancé, he would not be able to form an adeq...

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“Piano Fingers” by Dextyr Adams

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The lights of the stage are merciless. They capture and consume you as you are and project that image back into your eyelids. Every drop of sweat must glisten and glimmer like a jewel on the head of a king. Sweat is more than sweat - it is an admission of nerves or of strength. It is an admission that you are playing as hard as you can and that is a vulnerability. Sweat is never just a natural reaction your body has. Sweat can never be a mere combination of water and salt meant to cool you down under the burning heat of those lights. S...

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“Sing us a song, you’re the piano man” by Cindy Danger

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It’s the second week of quarantine. We hide indoors, away from the coronavirus, Covid-19. Well, kind of. Mostly, I’ve just got a week’s paid stay-cation from work. I’ve been playing with the idea of learning the piano for a few months now. I drive my car back home from College Station. I met up with my ex-husband to get him to sign over the warranty deed to the house we once owned together. The marriage didn’t work out, and he moved away to College Station, where he met his now-wife and had a cute little baby girl with her. I don’t mind. I j...

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“All the Human Feeling” by Smudge Himmel

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It's pretty much impossible to learn the piano without feeling some companionship with the Phantom of the Opera. At least it was for me. I knew I pretty much sucked when I started, squinting at the page in front of me, trying to get my two hands to work in time, but hey- I was playing the piano! I was sitting at that giant wood monster making a beautiful racket and giving off waves of mysterious power. Or I would have been, if the room were dark and candlelit and I was actually good at playing the piano.My piano teacher was a girl named Sofi...

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“Caveman With a Hobby” by Dayne Salimov

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It's funny how differently we approach the unknown. Back in the good old days, when people only used sticks and stones, imagine each cave person would react to an, let's say, asteroid. Naturally, most of them would flee, some would get curious, some might even remain nonchalant and there are the ones who would meet our extra-terrestrial guest aggressively. It is strange to think that I started playing the guitar merely eight years ago, yet I can’t remember myself not doin...

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“Memories, Music, and Him” by OB Jato

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His guitar was my last memory of him.The wooden instrument had grown weary from inactivity. I did not play music myself, but always appreciated it. My college days consisted of as many cassettes as papers turned in at the last moment - the former were a cure for the malady of the latter. Classics from the olden days, the spicier tunes from contemporary movies, and many hits from the West - all of them found a place in my collection. The hostel folks gathered at my wing whenever they were in the mood for music. They knew, after all, that...

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“Alma” by Consuelo Bobadilla Cagliero

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shade II open my eyes first thing in the morning and I’m already lost. It sucks being a twenty one years old woman who still lives with her mom and her grandmother and it sucks even more when you just dropped out of college and relay mainly in the naive thought that maybe one day you’ll wake up and you will suddenly discover this huge and breathtaking talent that will become the job of your dreams and you will be finally financially independent. Of course that hasn’t happened (yet) so in the meantime I have this part time job that makes me f...

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“The Self-Realisation flute!” by SC -

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Maya is a 45 years old lady and at this time when the people around the world are quarantined so is she.But she thinks she is the unluckiest one as nobody's home and can't be back soon and she has to stay home alone for days.She misses her husband and kids but they had been to different places for work and unfortunately couldn't return home.Maya didn't know that an unexpected surprise and beautiful present was waiting for her.She is cleaning her house as she couldn't do it due to her busy life and was bored as well,and while cleaning she got...

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“One man's trash...” by Emily Perrins

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Frank found that learning became harder the more he aged. It never used to be so challenging to wrap his head around new things. When did he get so old? He’d been quite content in his first-floor flat, with its outdated furniture and deliberately sparse memories featured on the walls and mantelpiece (for ease of cleaning, he assured his few visitors). It was a non-intimate space in every sense, but that was how he liked it. Since Liddy had passed, he’d settled into this new life for one. It certainly meant fewer arguments over wha...

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“Moonlight Sonata” by Irsa Duka

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The sunlight illuminated the entire bedroom, while a slight morning breeze moved the white curtain with the same elegance of a ballerina. The birds that were standing on the large weeping willow in front of the window had begun to sing their melody, which resounded inside the room in a pleasant and relaxing volume. Adrian slowly opened his eyes as he turned to the other side of the bed with fairly lazy movements. His thin lips parted slightly to make room for the oxygen he was exhaling under the sound of a small sigh. He had left the window ...

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“The Key to Healing” by Jessica R

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"You did what?" I said to my mom incredulously as we walked home from the bus stop."I signed you up for piano lessons! They say that kids who lear--""Stop right there. Mom, I'm not a kid anymore. I'm 13 for crying out loud! Why doesn't anybody get that? I don’t even see why you still have to meet me at the bus stop. I’m perfectly fine walking the 300 yards on my own," I said in exasperation."Sweetie, you're making a bigger deal out of this than it needs to be. This will be really good for you," Mom said, trying to use her sweet, honey voice....

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Write a story about someone learning how to play an instrument.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 75 stories

“Play Me For Her” by Jackson Brown

“Damn the Violin!” by Idhika Boda

“Silver” by Lyza Leeway

“A serenade to the stars” by Sam Gold

“The piano-accordion” by Jane Mayweather

“Piano Fingers” by Dextyr Adams

“Sing us a song, you’re the piano man” by Cindy Danger

“All the Human Feeling” by Smudge Himmel

“Caveman With a Hobby” by Dayne Salimov

“Memories, Music, and Him” by OB Jato

“Alma” by Consuelo Bobadilla Cagliero

“The Self-Realisation flute!” by SC -

“One man's trash...” by Emily Perrins

“Moonlight Sonata” by Irsa Duka

“The Key to Healing” by Jessica R

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