TheLadyOfShalott 30 Jul 2012 Pianist Fingers None of the following are true events! Pure fantasy! :) It was a typical autumn day. The temperature was still warm but the smell of leaves wafted through the air. It was my favorite smell. I was 17, a senior in high school. I walked into my choir room, yes I considered it mine, as I was there for class twice a day. Not only that, but I was there before school, after school and whenever I could talk another teacher into l...