The ear splitting sound of my guitar shook the house off the ground. I was a normal teenager with a strong passion for music. My friends and I were in our own band. I loved music and was especially fond of my tattered electric guitar. The basement was our stage and our parents were the fans. Although the band was not the best, we were all very passionate. Our band was either always in the compact basement practicing together, or hanging out at the music store. One day at school my eyes were drawn to the new talent show poster that stood out from the usual notices. I signed our band up with little hesitation. Not only was it a chance to get our names out but it would be an unforgettable experience. As I walked into the classroom, my excitement
