You may or may not know this, but I used to play Guitar.

I took classes and everything.

My teacher was real nice, he told me I was talented. He had long hair, and he suggested that you keep it pulled back when playing Guitar- 'cause it might get tangled in the strings or somethin'.

I don't play anymore, but I liked guitar.

Liked.

Like everything else, I lost interest as soon as I took a break.

I don't wanna go back, because what if everyone's disappointed with me?

I used to be good at it, I used to practice every day. But now I just... Don't.

Plus, my guitar, of which I had named Ongaku... It broke, so uh, that sucks.

Sometimes, I take out my mom's guitar and start playing.

I don't know where my Music Folder is, but I do remember how to play two songs.

The first song I was taught by my teacher, and London Bridge is Falling Down- of which I looked up and learned myself.

My fingers always hurt by the end of it, 'cause I don't play often and they aren't as calloused as they used to be but... Guitar's a nice instrument.

If I hadn't have stopped when I did, I'd probably still be playing daily. I'd probably be able to write my own songs, and make a name for myself or somethin', but...

I'm content with the way things are.

I'm content just listening.

Because I liked guitar.