Cresting School Of Music-Personal Narrative

The gates towered above us as we stared at the old brick building. Cresting School Of Music. The place I had dreamed of my whole life, now leaving me quaking with fear. After 10 years I had finally saved enough money and could now attend, although it was only on a partial scholarship. But that was enough. Just the chance to perform was enough. And I know you would expect a place like this to be just boring classical music but there was so much more. They even started the top band in the state, The Flow.
“You ready C?” My sister said squeezing my hand tightly.
“I don’t know Mir. I’m scared I’m gonna screw this whole thing up.” I said biting on the inside of my cheek, an annoying habit I had when I was nervous.
“Hey don’t worry about it Celia. You’re amazing ok? Mum and dad would be so proud.” She said smiling slightly. My stomach clenched at the thought of my parents but I pushed my thoughts aside, taking a deep breath and stepping through the heavy iron gates, Miriam by my side. Let’s do this.
The inside of the school wasn’t nearly as grand as the outside. To be completely honest it was…well plain. Like any normal college. Normal hallways, normal people, normal atmosphere. If anyone were to walk in they wouldn’t know the difference. But I knew and that was enough to get my heart racing in anticipation. I could
And then I would always wake up to the sound of his snoring on the other end of the line. But then the love songs turned to sad song. And as time went on he changed. He was no longer the sweet guy who would always make me laugh even when I thought I would never smile again. No longer the guy who would do anything to spend just a second of his time with me. All of a sudden he couldn’t control his anger anymore. He had sudden outbursts when I least expected it. One day it all just got too much and I left. I enrolled at this school and turned my back on the