She was a beautiful girl with brown hair and dazzling blue eyes that anyone would adore to see. But she was an orphan. Her parents died in a car crash when she was just nine years old. Her only possession to remember them is her father’s old guitar which she cherished.

Every day when she plays soft melodious tune on her guitar, her heart beats with the sweetest memories that she had with them. Every note she plays has an echo in her heart, the only antidote to her broken heart. Every string she strikes and every chord she plays, brings her back to her old self, one where he always had a beaming face and was joyful.

Now she has to break the shackles of misery with her priced possession, her guitar- her most powerful weapon. Tears she shed as she sits by the window, looking at her guitar, a hope instils into her that her parents will soon come back looking for her loved one.

(to be continued)