Admit
it, at one point in your life, whether at a young age or older age, you wanted
to be a rock star. You fantasized about looking out into a crowd full of a
thousand screaming fans cheering your name and/or cheering, “ENCORE!” Or maybe
you’ve dreamed of playing an instrument like it’s a sixth sense to you. Four
years ago, I had those dreams. I became very fascinated with the guitar at age
eleven. I saved up my money, and at age twelve, I had enough to buy my first
guitar. My first guitar wasn’t very expensive, therefore it wasn’t the best
quality, but it had six strings and a body. That was all I needed to begin fulfilling
my dreams, hopes, and plans.
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