"Elizabeth," he called to it and shuddered slightly as it stopped to turn and look at him. It seemed confused or tired, as it took a moment to recogni...e him. As soon as it did, it moved toward him with tears in its eyes."Daddy, what's happening to me?" it asked. The tears and the voice reminded him of Elizabeth so much he nearly changed his mind, thinking that he wouldn't be able to go through with it. But he knew that he and his faith were being tested. He needed to save the soul of his little. He has been waiting awhile.” As Emily shuts her legs and gathers her clothes, the hulk of a man is looming on top of them in front. “Shit. What’s this? Waiting for what?,” stammers Emily, who now recognizes the nice hobo with long dirty black hair that she sees often near the train station in town. “Me too, please,” says the foul-smelling giant again. “Better help him too and do what he says, girlie,” says Doug. “He can get rough if annoyed.” “No, no, no. He’s too big and gross!” protests. I would be in that big room all by myself – just me and that old Baldwin grand piano. I would just play and lose myself in the music. I would play songs I’ve heard and loved, as well as practicing songs that I was writing, just enjoying the magic of it all. I was totally oblivious to the world around me.Well, almost oblivious.The band room had a large window on one side of the room, and from the piano I could see where the other students ate lunch, though they couldn’t really see me. Through. It had been a while since he was in the small space and knew that the girls would be pilling back in soon. As he stood in the locker he noticed that he could see all of the showers and almost half of the entrance door, here was were he was looking when the silence was assassinated by the chattering and footsteps of the athletes coming into the room.As they entered he could hear them talk about their practice and who was well from who was not and he watched them until they started to strip and.