Dear Lauren,

Do you ever listen to a song and feel like you get a glimpse of the future? Not like, the actual future, but I'm listening to Golden Hour (Cello Version), and it's so clear to me in my mind's eye what happens next in the story I'm writing.

I'll write some of it here just so I don't forget it later on.

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Jemisha blinked back the tears. She couldn't believe (spoiler) was gone. From her room, she pulled out her cello, covered in dust from it being such a long time.

She swallowed back the feelings begging to be let out as she gently lifted her cello from its case. The light wood it was made from shone like a miniature sun. She grabbed the bow. After turning, she placed it down on the strings. For a split second, she worried she would mess up. Then she started to play.

The song was (spoiler)'s favorite. Jemisha let herself get lost in the rise and falls of the music. Grief washed over her, and she let her tears flow free. She closed her eyes and felt the music cleansing her. It would never erase the pain of losing her, but it made her feel closer.

Jemisha thought of the summers they would never have, the secrets they would never share, the memories they would make. She sobbed as her bow glided over the strings. Her fingers crossed from string to string. The notes surround her like a golden light. They poured from her lips as she hummed along.

Tears fell upon the cello. Her fingers shook each long note, creating the beautiful vibrato (spoiler) had adored. Rosin dusted the strings with each stroke of her bow. It was a type of magic, what seemed to happen. Her fingers flew over the strings.

As the final note rang out, a face seemed to be illuminated by the fading golden light. "I'll never forget you," Jemisha told the face. They held out their hand as if trying to reach her. By the time she obeyed, they were gone. The only thing they left was a swell of emotions and two words.

"Love you."

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It feels powerful, doesn't it? Music, I mean. Does it always does this?

I love cello. It's so beautiful. A person can play a violin or a viola, but it is the cello and the bass who brings the shadows to the song. Without them, the world is flat.

From this moment on, I promise to never give up playing cello. No matter how many times or how many directors try to break my will, I will play on.