M IS FOR.....

I have to say that, so far this is one of my favorite piece I´ve ever written.   

MEMORIES  SONG.

Taking the small music box with her, Brooke sat on the floor with her legs crossed.  With a hand she cleaned the thin layer of dust from the top of the box. It had been awhile since the last time she opened it. She hadn´t wanted to remember.

Hesitant, Brooke opened the lid and a cheerful melody, like the music from an ice cream truck, popped out of it. The box was a gift from her sister. She gave it to her ten years ago, and with that reflection, all memories hit her like a bullet shot in her heart.

On that night, Brooke was seven years old and she already was lying on her bed. She loved her bed. It was like sleeping on a bunch of cotton candy in the middle of a purple room. It wasn´t like grape or lilac purple. Brooke used to think that her room was painted with her own shade of purple taken from the rainbow. The curtains were closed but she wasn´t afraid of the dark. Princess Brooke had so many stuffed friends protecting her, in every corner of her castle.

When Brooke smelled the fragrance of vanilla and honey, she knew her sister had arrived. Brooke opened her eyes and her sister was smiling at her, seated on the rocking chair next to bed, she was holding the small music box.

That was the last magic night she spent with her sister, the last time she saw her pretty face.   

A few days after, Brooke´s parents took her away. She lost her room and her sister the same week. Now the only thing she had left, it was the music box and painful memories that she didn´t want to, but she needed to recover.    
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