The Perfect Melody.

It all started as a joke, or did it not? She wasn't sure. All she remembered was that she heard the sound that filled her ears when she was just a tiny being in her mother's womb. The sound would sing her to sleep and raise her up as the morning came, and that makes her more eager than ever to come out and see for herself what makes such a sweet melody.

As she came to the world, she came to see not what but who held the item that produced such a sweet melody, and she fell deeply in love with the person.

With her tiny feet and hand curled together in giddiness, she would listen to the sound that emanated from the item. It was the same sweet melody that she had grown accustomed to. Series of melodies that made her want to see the world.

...and with her doe-like eyes up in admiration, she would watch the human who she got to later know as her big sister sit with all smiles and play.

With her hands high up, she would clap her tiny hands and mumble incoherent words to her role model, her sister, and before she knew it, she started mimicking her sister playing. The first time she did it, everyone was laughing. Her mother, her father, and most especially, her sister. She saw how their faces were filled with so much love, and that made her happy too.

So, yeah! It may have started as a joke, but as time went on and she grew, she got attached not just to the item or melody but to her sister as well. She had never stopped adoring her and saw her as her role model.

Before she knew it, she also started playing well. She followed her sister's instruction, even got to sit at her sister's chair and held the item which she later got to know as a violin close to her so that she was filled with so much emotions as she played too. It was right then that her picture was taken.

The perfect posture and emotion captured. A moment to be cherished and a stepping stone to more to come with a series of perfect melodies to fill her world with and also her family with her role model by her side.

…and her name? Yes, she is called Melody.

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This is my response to Freewriters picture prompt. You can join in as well.

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What do you see?
I can see a little girl seated on the chair with a violin close to her body as she plays in a white themed environment.

What do you feel?
I could feel her emotions and may have even heard the sound of the melodies that kept her engaged.

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Still yours truly,
Balikis.

Thanks for reading.

Peace be unto those who crave it and more to those who chase it away.