“Pleaseeeeeeeee clean me and play with me!” I have a lot of things to complain but since I have limited time, I will complain about few things.
About 2 years ago I was wondering who will be my new owner. Owner was Brian. His parents bought me because he wanted to play a new instrument instead of piano. When he first got me he cleaned me every day and took good care of me with love. He played me every day. I saw his smiling face when he first got me. I was really proud of Brian, but after few years there were changes in him.
He usually played me every day. But at some point he stopped and left me inside the dark case. I used to have a shining metal body. My body is now covered with finger prints. The little holes on my body are filled with dust. When Brian first got me l was sitting in a beautiful, long, slim, wooden case with satin inside. The smell of the wood was great but now it has lost its polish. The satin has some holes, and I am miserable sitting here.
As I sit in the would dark case I miss the sound of my body. It is hard to remember my high notes. When Brian use to play me, people said I sounded like a real bird at early in the morning. He take me out carefully and play me by window. Sometime I sounded like a bell.
