Piano
----Linda---- "Linda, come down now! you'll be late for the recital!" My mom called. I know I was going to be late. I was rushing already, but the nervousness and excitement of it all keep coming to me, and I keep on messing up. I've already stumbled on my computer chair two times, slipped on a sock, and managed to knock down my nightstand. Yep, good morning. I grabbed my bag and phone as I stepped out the door, closing it behind me. I ran down the stairs, tripping over my own feet and barely being able to keep my balance. "Here!" I huffed, reaching the car door. "We've got ten minutes left before the recital, come now if you still want to watch that guy," My dad said. We were going to Zeal's show. Zeal is my best friend, and he's this huge piano prodigy or something and it's his firs
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