the old keyboard
for friday fictioneers 100-word challenge 25 october 2013
it pains to see the keyboard dismantled and abandoned. before i left for college, it was in great shape. now it’s a piece of junk. my little brother denies it, but i know he has something to do with it.
it had been my pride and joy growing up. i thought it would become a family heirloom, but it isn’t meant to be. i better get used to the truth that nothing lasts forever. when all is said and done, nothing will be left but memories, and they will continue to exist only for as long as we remember them.