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When I was little I was learning a really hard piece on violin. I stayed up really late the previous night so I was really tired. My Step-Dad claimed I couldn’t play well because I was tired and getting mad at me. I cut him off when I was maximum amount of anger and picked up my violin and played the best d@mn time I’ve ever played that really hard song. Then I said “I thought you said I couldn’t play?”