Scary Guitar Story

This story will creep out anyone who is familiar with a guitar:

I had to leave my guitar behind when we moved to Seattle with Dantzel’s family because it was so fragile and took up so much room. We recently visited Utah for a wedding and family events, and when I found my guitar (untouched for six months in a drafty room), I strummed a G chord.

And it was perfectly in tune.

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One response to “Scary Guitar Story

  1. dteeps

    This sounds like the great start of a ghost story about a long dead musician who continues to wander the earth and re-tune every guitar he finds.

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