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- His hands were trembling. He can hear himself gasping and heavily breathing. The guitar seemed to have a mind of its own. It is like inviting him to strum the strings. He started to pluck the string. As he moved his fingers, an old gentle man appeared.
- AAAAHHHHH!! Who are you? Who are you? I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I will not touch the guitar again!! Pls don't hurt me! The old man said, No, I will not hurt you. I am a spirit. I died a long time ago. I am a guitarist but I had an accident. Because of the accident, I can't play the guitar anymore. Now I know you are a good musician. Please stay in this house and play for me forever.
- Please don't be scared. I am like your grandpa. If you play the guitar for me, I will make you the best guitarist ever. If you stop playing for me, you will lose your skill. You choose. The young man said, I am sorry, I can't live here. I have a family. I am alright with my skill now. I don't have to be the best guitarist. Goodbye.The house has always been looking for a musician....are.. you.. the.. next?
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