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Zac sat on some steps in Brightstone Village playing his guitar. He was forever playing it, he loved it and he never stopped. Zac had made so many friends through his guitar, it gave him confidence, so carrying it around with him, comforted Zac a little.
Zac stopped for a second and looked around. The sun was setting and the sky had turned a beautiful pink. He sighed then smiled. Seeing the sun go down relaxed Zac a little, especially when he could hear some lovely music in the background. He loved his guitar playing with all his heart and wished that everyone could hear him play.
Zac stopped for a second and looked around. The sun was setting and the sky had turned a beautiful pink. He sighed then smiled. Seeing the sun go down relaxed Zac a little, especially when he could hear some lovely music in the background. He loved his guitar playing with all his heart and wished that everyone could hear him play.