by Rachel Faye

Created on: May 12, 2008

True Story: Ghostly Music

This happened 30 years ago and the memory still lingers on.

As a child, my parents pampered me and they still do, bless them. They would purchase anything I wanted, of course within reason, and I wanted a piano. I love the sound the piano makes, nothing compares with the beautiful notes swelling from within a wooden hollow structure with string. Not even an electronic keyboard that tries it's best to mimic the sound! I pestered my parents, promising that I would attend lessons and faithfully practice playing the piano daily. Lo and behold, the piano was bought!

The preparation began at home. My parents were moving the furniture around to make space for the piano and I was so impatient that I was constantly bugging my mom when the piano was arriving. I still remember the day the piano was delivered to the house, it was as if a part of me had arrived to make me whole.

As promised, I attended piano classes and practiced daily. I usually left the keyboard cover up as I would sit at the piano to play a little each time I walked past it.

About six months later, I was not as enthusiastic to attend the piano lessons as I was before. Then something mysterious happened. Every other night, my mother would hear some soft musical notes from the piano!

The first time when she heard it, she thought nothing of it. When she heard it again a couple of nights later, she woke my dad but he didn't hear it as the musical notes had stopped. When it happened again, my mom, who was by now not sleeping well, woke my dad and that time he heard it for himself! He jumped out of bed and went to take a look. Nothing!

By now, my parents were both not sleeping well and they did not tell me that anything was amiss after all, I was the one who wanted the piano! I did not notice the dark rings under their eyes but I was too young then, but I remember they were not as cheerful as they were before the piano's arrival.

They shared the news with my grandparents and they decided to stay over. I never found out the reason for their sudden decision to stay over until later. Usually when my grandparents were coming for a visit, it would be planned and their room would be prepared for them before they arrived. That day, my grandparents came over, and I was surprised as their room was not ready.

A couple of nights later, my grandparents also heard the ghostly music coming from the piano. Then for the next couple of nights, I was wondering why my grandparents were going to bed later then

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