.:[PHOTO]Old Harmonika:.

During a cleanup I found an old bag full of stuff. Nothing special you may think but in this bag where some old photos from my dad , an very old braclet , an old toy from mine and this harmonika. 
I thought very long about writing this but i feel like i need talking about.
This is not my harmonika. Its was my dads one. Actuly it was the one from my granddad but he gave it away and somehow it landet in my room.

My dad couldnt play an instrument. He wanted me to learn gitarr but he always slapped on my hands. I wanted to learn piano since i was small but he told me i would be ways to dumb to play this and he would NOT buy me such an instrument. 
One day we needet to travel to a friend from his wife. When i came into the house right in front of the stairs stood a brown piano. I was Fascinadet by it. While my dad and his wife went to the kitchen to a strange women i didnt knew for a coffee her husband walked over to me (he looket a lot like flake when i look back its somewhat scary xD), had a seet in the piano and asked me "Do you want to learn how to play?" i stardet to smile for unknown reason the man laughted. He took me on his knees and layed my hands on the keyboard. He told me to press some very dark tones when he say "now!" i needet to laught because it was very deep and he laughted and said "its the old grumpy bear waking up!" He stardet to play and i pressed the pianokeys he told me. 
I'd never felt like that before. Then my dad came in (probably Drunk) and yelled at the man to stop. This would be a waste of time and it would be ways to loud. The man was compledly perplex when my dad said i would be an idiot like stefan and i am not supposed to "Waste my time" with music. I cried because my dad yelled at me. I guessed the man would act like this too but he didnt. He patted my back and wispered to me something i will never forget in my whole life "Dont listen to this idiot! I think you have potential! He doesnt even know what he is talking about! You can do everything what you like you just need to believe in you and never give up on yourself!"
After we want back to his house (my mom and my dad didnt lifed together since my birth) he got drunk again..like he always did....And he often forgot about  himself. It was like hell to be there but i was to young to understand that he has a problem. He always yelled at me everything would be my fault and im just a little bastard or he slapped me. when i turned 7 or something i didnt went to him anymore. Much stuff happened when i was with him and nothing was good at all....
But it feels good to tell this story because that was the first time in my young life where somebody believed in me...And i really hope that i will meet that guy again...because i want to thank him....

It felt good to talk about my dad after all. I have big problems with this because my dad wasnt a nice man at all. he had an big problem with alkehol and mostly i needet to feel his anger so 
But im not seeing him anymore since....more than 7 years or something but i didnt forgot about this story and i didnt forgot the things he did to me  ether.
I know that must sound stupid that i had written this but i just needet to...dont get mad at me qwq

I worked on the pic with gimp