She woke up, wide eyed and bushy tailed. Her normal dreams of unicorns, cake and Kermit the frog had been replaced, replaced by something amazing. As she walked past her mum, she slyly alluded to the fact that she was about to do something truly amazing. Her mum was all like ‘Heyyyyyy!!’. She got out her blackboard and started writing. Day and night she wrote, tirelessly, endlessly, trying to recapture what she had seen in that dream. At last, she had it. She sat at her keyboard and played. What she played was a masterpiece, it was truly the best piece of music ever written.
