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friend’s  daughter,  as  if  I  were  your  own.  When  I  had  no  motive  and  nothing  to  look  forward
               to   in   the   future,   you   introduced  me  to  my  best  friend,  my  violin.  I  watched  you  play  and
               amaze  crowds.  I  had  my  role  model.  I  had  someone  I  looked  up  to.  You  always  looked  so
               joyous.   They   say    happiness   and   smiling   is   the   best   medicine,   that   it   is   an   indicator   of
               everything   being   alright,   yet   you   left   me.   (She   clenches   her  fist,  punches  the  ground  and
               begins   to   speak   louder.)

               How  dare  you  leave  me  after  feeding  me  false  promises?  You  showed  me  light  and  left  me  in
               a  place  darker  than  ever.  If  you  claimed  you  were  happy,  then  why  did  you  leave  me?  Why
               did   you   lie   to   me?

               Judge   2:   Olivia,   we   are   waiting.   Please   begin   your   set   soon.

               Olivia:   (whispers)   Why   did   you...   (She   begins   playing   by   moving   the   bow  of  her  violin,
               making   a   very   coarse   and   unpleasant   sound,   as   a   teardrop   falls   off   her   face)

               Judge  2:  (whispers  to  the  other  judges)  Wow,  this  is  disappointing.  The  gossips  were  right;
               she   really   is   a   washed-up   violinist   now.
               Judge   3:   (sighs)   So   much   potential.   Such   a   loss.


               (Olivia’s   mother   gets   up   holding   her   face   full   of   tears   and   runs   out)

               Olivia’s   ghost:   (looks   up   and   sees   her   teacher’s   ghost   in   a   wheelchair)   Teacher!

               (The  teacher  moves  across  the  stage  on  a  wheelchair  as  Olivia’s  ghost  stretches  her  hand  out
               towards  him,  but  he  doesn't  notice  and  continues  moving  past.  There  is  a  blank  expression  on
               the   teacher’s   face.)

               Olivia’s  ghost:  Please  don’t  leave  me  again,  wait  for  me.  WAIT!  I  am  sorry  I  couldn’t  take
               care  of  you.  I  am  sorry  I  didn’t  know  you  weren’t  truly  happy.  I  am  sorry  (begins  sobbing)  I
               couldn’t   stop   you   from   taking   your   own   life.   I   didn’t   know…

               (Olivia   pauses   playing   for   two   minutes)

               Olivia’s  ghost:  (in  a  monotonous  tone)  I  have  a  confession  to  make.  A  reason  why  this  hurts
               me   even   more   is   that   I   knew   that   you   were   sad.   (Speaks   after   taking   a   deep   breath)   I
               overheard  you  speaking  on  the  phone  the  other  day  about  your  sleepless  nights.  I  heard  your
               anxiety   was   taking   over   you   and   I   heard   that   it   was   driving   you   crazy.

               Olivia:   (hand   holding   the   bow   drops   to   her   side)   It’s   my   fault...   (Voice   drowns)

               Olivia’s  ghost:  I  ignored  it  because  I  wanted  to  think  about  nothing  other  than  my  violin.  I
               had  no  time  for  anything.  In  my  pursuit  to  the  top  I  didn’t  care  to  stop  and  listen  to  you.  My
               teacher,  now  that  you  are  gone  I  have  no  idea  if  I  even  deserve  to  touch  this  violin,  let  alone
               graduate.   How   could   I   do   this?

               (Teacher   enters,   nobody   except   Olivia’s   ghost   can   see   him.   This   time   he   is   smiling)

               Olivia’s   ghost:   (feels   a   hand   touch   her   shoulder   and   gets   startled)   what!








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