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memoir of what I experienced 10 years ago

One day I let myself in the trailer, nobody was home. I heard music, coming from his room. I walked in, he had left a cd in, it was Collective Soul, Sister Don't Cry. I had never heard it before. The words grabbed me. I sat down on the bed and stared into space and listened, and I cried. When the song ended, it started again. And again. And again.

The player was stuck. On that song. So I sat there and took it all in. I must have sat there for 30 minutes, just listening to that song. The guys came back. He walked in the room, saw me sitting there, crying. He heard the song, sat with me. Stared with me. I said, "it's stuck." He said "yeah".

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Music can make us react. I understand the chapter. Sometime a song can rebirth old thoughts and pain. Thank you for sharing the chapter.
Coyote

[Jacqueline]

Beautiful.