the guitar by wendy lopez
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On a calm, crisp day my sister Jenny and I were walking down the street. When we were a block away from home we saw a strange, new store it had a sign that said," Grand opening everything 80% off!" Jenny said," Let’s go in I said," Alright." As we walked in through this strange store we didn't know we were going to regret it.
Inside there were no people. The store smelled musty and odd like death. There was a man behind the counter he had animated eyes, pale skin, blond hair, and wore braces. "Hi I am Bob," the man greeted. We both said," hello." As we walked around Jenny and I spotted a toy guitar it looked so realistic. Jenny and I felt a sudden urge to buy so we did. As we walked to the counter Bob asked," Are you sure you want to buy that guitar you might not like it?" Jenny answered," What could go wrong?" "Nothing just saying." Bob answered but there was a sound of questing in his voice. As we brought this guitar home we didn't know it would change our lives forever.
When we got home we played songs on it for two hours straight it turned out it connected to our game "Guitar hero. " " Alright kid time to hit the hay."Jenny said. I sadly said," Alright." As we fell asleep I heard the guitar playing a song I played I thought " Jenny its 12:00 a.m. falls asleep already," and I got up to tell her if she was going to play she should at least let me play too but when I got up to tell her she was sound asleep in her bed. Then, I saw 'tin the corner of my eye the guitar being strung by itself. I thought it is probably a guitar that records the song you play. I never knew I was wrong until two weeks later.
Morning came, as the warm sunlight woke me up. I hear the guitar being played I thought not again but this time Jenny was playing the guitar. I got up brushed my teeth, ate, cleaned the room, and asked Jenny if I too. “Jenny said, Sure kid." So I sat down and waited for my turn. That was it was my turn I thought I could listen to her play and see if she played a song that sounded familiar to the song that awoken me during midnight. I answered Jenny that I didn't feel like it that day she said," Suit yourself," and she continued to play. As she played day and night on the guitar I recognized every song she played and I memorized to my head. Then it was time to go to sleep I didn't as 12:00 struck I heard a song being played no it couldn't be the song was called. "The hour of death" the song that played during my family's death and now it was after me or Jenny...
For the next two weeks that song would play in mind and taught me knowing someone was going to die. The phone would ring and someone would say one of family members or close friends has died. I had enough and was not laid- back any more I stormed to the store were we brought the guitar and told Bob what happened. Bob said," I assured you that you might not like it." I said," just come to our house and break it would you?" "I guess so." "Okay here is our address comes over near midnight." I went home. Jenny and I waited long hours. Bob came around 11:49. "Alright let's wait "We waited until 12:00 and the song it started playing Bob got the guitar and smashed it against the wall SMASH it turned into a million pieces. We swept it up and threw it in the trash. We were all happy and Bob went home Jenny and I fell asleep peaceful now. The next day I woke up but not to the warm sunshine rays it was "The hour of death" song playing and Jenny and Bob dead on the floor and the guitar in their hands playing The Hour of Death. The guitar was after me. To Be Continued......
Inside there were no people. The store smelled musty and odd like death. There was a man behind the counter he had animated eyes, pale skin, blond hair, and wore braces. "Hi I am Bob," the man greeted. We both said," hello." As we walked around Jenny and I spotted a toy guitar it looked so realistic. Jenny and I felt a sudden urge to buy so we did. As we walked to the counter Bob asked," Are you sure you want to buy that guitar you might not like it?" Jenny answered," What could go wrong?" "Nothing just saying." Bob answered but there was a sound of questing in his voice. As we brought this guitar home we didn't know it would change our lives forever.
When we got home we played songs on it for two hours straight it turned out it connected to our game "Guitar hero. " " Alright kid time to hit the hay."Jenny said. I sadly said," Alright." As we fell asleep I heard the guitar playing a song I played I thought " Jenny its 12:00 a.m. falls asleep already," and I got up to tell her if she was going to play she should at least let me play too but when I got up to tell her she was sound asleep in her bed. Then, I saw 'tin the corner of my eye the guitar being strung by itself. I thought it is probably a guitar that records the song you play. I never knew I was wrong until two weeks later.
Morning came, as the warm sunlight woke me up. I hear the guitar being played I thought not again but this time Jenny was playing the guitar. I got up brushed my teeth, ate, cleaned the room, and asked Jenny if I too. “Jenny said, Sure kid." So I sat down and waited for my turn. That was it was my turn I thought I could listen to her play and see if she played a song that sounded familiar to the song that awoken me during midnight. I answered Jenny that I didn't feel like it that day she said," Suit yourself," and she continued to play. As she played day and night on the guitar I recognized every song she played and I memorized to my head. Then it was time to go to sleep I didn't as 12:00 struck I heard a song being played no it couldn't be the song was called. "The hour of death" the song that played during my family's death and now it was after me or Jenny...
For the next two weeks that song would play in mind and taught me knowing someone was going to die. The phone would ring and someone would say one of family members or close friends has died. I had enough and was not laid- back any more I stormed to the store were we brought the guitar and told Bob what happened. Bob said," I assured you that you might not like it." I said," just come to our house and break it would you?" "I guess so." "Okay here is our address comes over near midnight." I went home. Jenny and I waited long hours. Bob came around 11:49. "Alright let's wait "We waited until 12:00 and the song it started playing Bob got the guitar and smashed it against the wall SMASH it turned into a million pieces. We swept it up and threw it in the trash. We were all happy and Bob went home Jenny and I fell asleep peaceful now. The next day I woke up but not to the warm sunshine rays it was "The hour of death" song playing and Jenny and Bob dead on the floor and the guitar in their hands playing The Hour of Death. The guitar was after me. To Be Continued......