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I made this years ago I am sorry but ashamed of this and probably never updating 📣‼️
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He jumped backwards on the ascending staircase, never breaking eye contact with the audience, they all stared at him in awe.
Kiyoomi, El músico del amor, pranced around the large staircase, his well-known wooden guitar in hand.
He sang one verse with one of the female dancers to his right, before she went back to following her set dance routine and him back to making eye contact with the hundreds of people staring at his direction.
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However, back at the small one-storyhouse, was Tsuma and her 4 year old daughter Isabella.
Kiyoomi had left the house with his infamous guitar in hand, as he waved goodbye for the last time. Tsuma was furious, she had had enough of being left for weeks to care for their growing child whilst her lousy husband was out having the time of his life.
She was sat here in old tattered dress and shabby shoes whilst he had all the luxuries in the palm of his hand.
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Kiyoomi marched backwards, ascending the dazzling purple staircase. His shiny blue suit and his white wooden guitar, freshly painted, standing out.
"Know that I'm with you, The only way that I can be" which was followed by a charming smile and wink.
The audience placed their heads on their palm, staring at the star with admiration and love. "Until I'm in your arms again~!"
Kiyoomi handed his guitar to the man stood on his right. As they walked away, he was finishing his song with the longest note he'd ever done. He prepared himself and lifted his arms up.
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"Remember.. Me~!" He wanted to push himself, so he held the "e" for as long as he could. As he was singing his final line, the man who controlled the giant bell, became too distracted and slipped, pushing the lever too far. and finally, dropping the bell, flattening and killing the famous star that once stood in its place. Gasps and cries could be heard all around.
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After Kiyoomi had failed to return home that stormy night, she had decided that, instead of crying over the man she once used to love, she would be the bigger person and forget he ever existed. She threw out all music instruments, anything music related that would help her forget her terrible past.
She taught herself a new skill that would help her and her daughter out financially.
She taught herself how to make dresses. They sold quickly and for lots, very quickly she was able to give her daughter the life she deserved. in a bigger house. No music. Surrounded by people who loved and supported her.
Eventually the daughter found a man, and she taught her son-in-law how to make dresses. When they had kids, she also taught them. And even after her passing, the family continued making dresses for generations to come.
They were finally happy, no more sob stories to tell the grandchildren. She had shoved her old life behind her. She was proud of her progress, and she didn't regret a thing
