I woke up at 7:30 and stepped outside, the gentle morning breeze swiped my face. 

I went back inside and ate my breakfast, egg on toast with a cup of orange juice on the side.  Halfway through my breakfast, I hear a knock on the door. Springing up from my seat, I ran to answer. 

“Hello ma’am,” Came a shy voice. 

“Hello?” I said

“Would you like to buy this old piano? Very nice sounds, only has a couple dents. You can buy it for only 100 dollars.” The girl said.

“Hmm, I’ve always wanted to play piano.”

“Sure, I’ll take it,” I said

“Great! She said,

I got the piano inside. The once white piano keys were now gray with dust. Quickly, I grabbed a rag and wiped them off. I smiled at the now white, gleaming keys. 

I took out my sister’s old piano book and started to play a tune called “The Lurking Octopus.”

Very strange song. But I realized how much I loved to play it. 

I started taking piano lessons.

10 years later, I still do.