Violin

     Every Monday after school, I always have violin lessons. It makes my life a little bit harder and makes my hatred for Mondays stronger but it usually turns out well except today. My violin string snapped while I was playing and I screamed. My violin was one of my most precious items and if it broke, it'd be like my baby dying. The incident today wasn't really bad because it was just one of the strings. If it was that the whole violin broke in half, I'd be crying for three and a half months and I won't come to school for a while. Maybe I exaggerated a little and if I don't come to school my parents would kill me so I guess I'd just be in a bad mood for a few days. That's not too bad. =D