• " Music is what connects us humans when we are in a type of emotion. Happiness, sadness, anger, frustration, confusion, hope, playful, depressed. It really is a bother to have emotions, but without them no one would be happy, or feel sadness. That's way better torcher than getting strangled to death by some anonymous guy. It freaks everyone out that we " Humans " Were given the gift of learning, thought, and preforming over Gods little stage he calls Heaven.... What are humans? Where did we come from? Tell me who we are.... And I will- " Suddenly there was a shout from down the stairs of a woman in not one of her best of moods. " Kids! Get your Scrawny little asses down here! " It yelled. Yeah I refer to my mother as a " It " Because its better than saying b***h, so It works for me. I let out a small sigh and click a few things with my rainbow glowing computer mouse and log off the File that I was writing my Brilliant story in. Yeah I'm full of myself, but what are you going to do?

    Once I closed my black chrome laptop, I quickly rush over and grab my bags for school and dash down the stairs with my two older brothers shoving me out of the way. I got pissed and dashed down the flight of stairs and raced to the kitchen and just before they got to the last piece of toast, I claimed it as my own and did a little Victory dance to taught them. They deserved it! They always take my toast off my plate when I'm not looking.

    I then took the last bite of toast and kiss my mother goodbye, with my backpack hanging over the side of my shoulder, my lunch in my right hand, and a smile upon my face, I walk out the door and just as I was starting my day off on the right foot, my backpack gets stuck and I pull it out and start running for the bus with a embarrassed look. This is the things I get for being a dork! I yelled inside my mind while making it to the bus stop just in time for me to hop aboard the big yellow pony express.