Chapter 25:

I woke up easily, my head hurt, and my body was very weak. I rub my eyes and check the room, I  lay down in the bed where I woke up. The light was on my eyes and dazzled me, the silence prevailed in me, I dragged myself out of bed and went to the bathroom. After emptying all the contents I had to wash my face I raised my head towards the mirror and stared at myself.

Father is gone, my life fall apart, I didn't do anything, it's not me, it's not my fault, my hands start to shake...Dizziness took over me and before I fell I held tight in the sink, I could not feel my body collapsing, it happens again, he leaves me, he leaves me I can not, I do not want, I must return to him, if I do not, he, he ...Fuck! What am I doing?. I look again at the mirror and make a decision, and I  decided that I will keep going until he shows up, after he always comes back no matter what. and ruin my life.

After relaxing a bit I left the room towards the corridor, And I started walking towards the living room, feeling after Sensei, after all, it was morning and if he was not in the living room then probably in the dining area. The corridor was long and wide And at the end there were stairs, and I came down from them.

When I got to the first floor I saw a big room, And two windows overlooking the courtyard outside, in the corner of the room rests a wide black piano, And at the other end a door leading to another place.

I looked at the piano that was there and I felt him calling me, he wanted me to play it, and the feelings went into me deeply, I wanted to play, I wanted to be there, for a long time I did not play. So I listened to the sound and sat down on the chair next to the piano, lifted the lid and gently placed my hand, and took a deep breath. The second I started playing I felt my body awaken to my conflicting mixed feelings, the emotions that take place, the feelings that tell me to play, and the negativity that drives me, but in that second I did not care so I started playing, the second I played my heart pounded. I did not know what emotions to put in, what to give them, what emotions to relate to, and whatnot. but one thing I do know!. I  knew what melody to play, I knew what to feel, I knew what melody I wanted. And the same piece I played that day.

The more I played like that it affected me, and I realized how much I missed how much the hole in my heart filled and the tears went down, and non-stop, I tried to stop. I tried to stop them from dripping but the feeling took over and I cried while the tune was playing. Throughout the playing, my eyes were closed and I listened to my melody to create my feelings about what they said and what they express. But as I got to the end I felt the edge I felt the side that says I live to stop, that I can not let this happen again, I must not, I must not make the same mistake, not let me ... as soon as I finished playing I felt the relief I felt my body happy my body releases everything. And as soon as my hands stopped on the tune applause was heard and as I turned around the teacher stood in front of me.