Answer:
True Story
Step-by-step explanation:
There was a time when I was playing the piano, at the time I loved it! I loved the fact that I was good at it and that I was always being applauded for it. But, as time wore on I just fell out of touch with it. My parents were always overeager to get me to piano class and that made me feel like I was forced to stay there. Than they started getting demanding about my extra hours of practice. Let's bare in mind I'm only 7 at this stage. It was a lot for 7 year old me too do.
At some point, I though enough is enough, I'm done with piano. My parents told me to think about it for a week or so. My answer stayed the same though. I feel like, if they had not forced me to over exaggerate piano I could've been very good at it. I do miss it that's for sure, but I know I made the right choice in the end.