The Guitar Rocks!

Crystal was suicidal at the age of seven. Because of this, she signed a no suicide contract. One day, years later, Crystal was walking down the street one day. Suddenly, she saw a music store. Crystal went into the music store. There, she saw a pink electric guitar, a keyboard, and a drum set. Crystal liked all 3, but she knew her parents could only afford lessons for one instrument. She was having a hard time deciding and was very sad. The owner of the music store saw how sad Crystal was and went over to talk to her. He told Crystal that she could have one free lesson on each instrument and then Crystal could decide which one she liked best. It was a difficult decision, but Crystal chose the pink electric guitar. Pink was her favorite color and the guitar rocked! After a few lessons, Crystal got very good and joined the music store band. Crystal was very happy!
Crystal walked down the street, her mind heavy with thoughts and sadness. She was feeling lost and alone, wondering if life was even worth living. At just seven years old, Crystal had reached a dark place in her young life, struggling with thoughts of suicide. But then, she signed a no suicide contract – a promise to herself to never give up on life, no matter how hard things got.
Years had passed since that difficult time, but sometimes, the weight of her past still lingered. As Crystal passed by a music store on the corner, she couldn't help but feel drawn to it. She had always loved music, but had never had the chance to learn an instrument. Her parents couldn't afford lessons and they were always too busy with work to teach her.
But something about this music store, with its brightly colored instruments on display, pulled at her heart. Crystal hesitated, unsure if she should go in. She didn't want to get her hopes up, only to be disappointed again.
But before she could turn away, the door opened and a friendly face greeted her. It was the owner of the store, an older man with kind eyes and a warm smile.
'Hello there! What brings you to my little music paradise?' he asked, gesturing towards the instruments.
Crystal was taken aback by his friendly demeanor, and before she knew it, she found herself spilling her heart out to him. She told him about her love for music and her struggles with suicide. The owner listened patiently, offering words of comfort and understanding.
As Crystal dried her tears, the owner took her on a tour of the store. She saw all kinds of instruments – a pink electric guitar, a keyboard, and a drum set. Crystal couldn't help but feel excited at the thought of playing them all.
'It's a shame my parents can only afford lessons for one instrument,' she sighed, her sadness returning.
The owner saw how torn she was and came up with an idea. 'How about this – I'll give you one free lesson on each instrument, and then you can decide which one you like best. How does that sound?'
Crystal's eyes lit up with hope. It was a chance she never thought she would have. 'Really? You would do that for me?' she asked, her voice full of gratitude.
'Absolutely. I believe that music can heal the soul and bring joy into our lives. And you, my dear, need a little joy right now,' the owner replied, giving her a gentle pat on the shoulder.
Over the next few weeks, Crystal took her free lessons and fell in love with each instrument in its own way. But one instrument stood out to her – the pink electric guitar. Pink had always been her favorite color, and she couldn't help but feel drawn to the guitar. It wasn't just its color, but the way it seemed to vibrate with energy, just waiting to be played.
Crystal threw herself into learning the guitar, practicing every day until her fingers were sore. She poured her heart and soul into the music, and soon, she was able to join the music store band. Playing guitar alongside other talented musicians was a dream come true for Crystal. The guitar became her lifeline, a source of joy and strength.
As Crystal played on stage with the band, strumming on her pink electric guitar, she looked out into the crowd and saw her parents, beaming with pride. She knew in that moment that she had made the right decision, and that music would always be her rock.
From that day on, the guitar never left Crystal's side. It was a reminder of how far she had come and how resilient she truly was. And every time she played, she felt the weight of her past being lifted, replaced with the pure joy of music. The guitar truly rocked, and Crystal was grateful for the opportunity to rock with it.
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