We all searched every
room for the mysterious sounds until we came upon the last room.
I said if the sounds were coming from anywhere, it would be here.
So I opened the door and looked around. We found a little kid, about
the age of 7, practicing his .
One of my friends asked him what was wrong with his instrument. He
told us that it was broken, but he really wanted to play, so he didn't
care what kind of shape the violin was in. I told him that he should
get a new one if he ever wanted to be a great player. He said me
that he didn't have enough money.
One of my friends told him that her uncle
had a music shop and could give him a free violin and lessons. He
got so happy and wouldn't stop thanking us. Eventually he learned
how to play and there were no strange noises heard ever again.