She was eight years old, Her father barely decided to gave her to an orphanage over murder.
When she was born her mother died while giving birth... Which left to her father with resentment and hate for his daughter. So after a few years of being forced to care for the child he finally reached his limit and sent her off to an orphanage. And that's where she is right now.
Waking up she was cold, The winter was unpleasant for her as ever... But her smile was wide and happy. No one really knew why or how her smile was like a crescent moon high in the sky, as her eyes twinkled like she was in a dream.
Other children in her shoes would be shattered and traumatised
She leapt out of bed. Sparing no time getting dressed before running downstairs to help prepare some food.
There were many other kids all without homes just like her. Their faces sad and lonely. Some people thought she had God by her side, others thought she was just dumb. But she was dumb nore religious. She just loved the world with all its flaws.
She gave aid to the woman cooking by chopping vegetables, stewing and serving them and soon breakfast was ready for all the children. She quickly ate the vegetable stew and ran outside shouting a "thank you" to the lady who prepped breakfast with her.
She made her way outside and ran into the woods. Out there in the woods was her favourite thing in the whole wide world.
A beautiful expensive piano. She didn't know why or how it was there but she didn't care. The piano was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. The rush she got from playing the keys and how it made her whole body feel alive like she was on a roller-coaster was a breathtaking experience.
She sat on the piano and began to practise. She practised like this for hours and hours on end. She had found many books teaching her new complex pieces and songs she could sing herself as she played.
She continued practising. Only stopping to use the bathroom and eat meals. She let herself get consumed by music.
She continued practising till she heard her name be called
She hurried back and it was one of the staff. They asked her of she wanted to go to a charity place that helped the orphanage. She said yes excitedly and went with the person down the street. Upon arriving she saw various items such as books, toys and other random. Items. After looking around for awhile she saw a book that had the words "Shatter me" written on the front. She examined it and realised it was a song she could play with the piano!
And of course that's the item she got. For some reason she didn't want to open the book just yet... Some tiny part of her was hoping she never would.
Arriving home she ran into the woods with her new song. Sprinting towards the piano in excitement.
Once there she laid the old, medium sized book in front of her and proceeded to open the book. To her surprise it was blank. She sifted through page after page until she got to the last one.
Which had a set of notes enscribed on the paper. Carefully looking it over and over she had memorised the keys she had to use. Setting the book down she played those short notes as instructed until suddenly...
Red lights shot up around her. Enveloping the piano along with her till she couldn't even see her surroundings... Everything began to spin till-
There was nothing but darkness and she drifted to slumber