Right now I was sitting on my bed reading as I did not need to tend to the horses and I kept thinking about that letter I got and was wondering when my lessons would start. I felt this urge to sing so I went for a walk until I found a small room with a piano and some candles. I light them and opened the lid of the piano and sung along to the words of a favourite song of mine.
"There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung
No wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed"
I sang letting the note ring in the air.
Suddenly I felt as though I was not alone. What do I do leave? Ok I will do that. I closed the lid and walked over to the door and twisted the handle however the door would not budge. Well I'm stuck in here.
"Hello…" I called out. The candles were blown out and I could hear the swish of a cape. I heard a purring noise and looked down at my feet to see a cat. Wait is that h-
"Have you ever hear that curiosity killed the cat?" a deep velvety voice question from within the darkness of the room. Right so a cat and him what next.
"Ah , but Monsieur satisfaction brought it back." I said stepping deeper into the room. I had this chilling sensation on my skin and it made me very uneasy.
The voice chuckled at my response and it was very rich yet light. I was sure it was him now.
"Do you have any idea who I am child?" he said still hiding in the never ending darkness. Child? Im no child, but I wasn't going to say that to him he probably has his punjab lasso.
"Yes…"
"Say it."
"You're the phantom of the opera." I said in a low but calm voice. I sensed something behind be and I began to turn around only to have a cloth put over my face. The only thing going through my mind at that moment was chloroform classy.
AN: This is a Small but I need your guys ideas to help me figure out the next part. Im sooooooooooo sorrrrryyyyyyyy!
Erik: What did I do?
Me: I don't know you did it.
Erik: Well we will have to let the fans decide and why is it so short?
Me: This is to show them i'm not dead.
Erik: But why?
Me: Because of school mocks know say what I told you to say!
Erik: She is really sorry for not updating and sorry that this chapter is short and she would like you to suggest what should happen next.
Me: Please review and the song is I dreamed a Dream from les Miserables.