One day, I almost picked up a pair of scissors to cut myself with. My father hid the pocket pisau from me. I then saw my guitar. As I was strumming, a few words began to pop into my head. I got a notebook I wasn't using otherwise and a pen, and I wrote some words down. They were very sad, but they seemed to give me some comfort. Just then, my mother came into my bedroom and said, "Aubrey, your friends are here." I came downstairs, and my friends Chelsea, Sam, and Brian were standing at the door. I said, "Hi, guys. What brings your here?" Chelsea said, "We're going to the mall. My mother is driving us there. We're just going to hang out." I said, "Okay." My mother said, "It might be good for her to get out of the house. She could use a change of scenery." I went with my friends. At one point, we looked in a store called FYE. It had all kinds of things, including musik things. I thought that I could use something different to listen to. I had been listening to grunge bands that my father liked in his twenties in the 1990's. Although I enjoyed them, save for Nirvana, I decided I wanted something different. I looked at a Rolling Stones CD. Brian said, "Seriously, Aubrey? The Rolling Stones?" I asked, "What's wrong with them?" He said, "They're ripping off a certain Liverpool band." Sam said, "They're all right, but they're not as good as the Beatles." I titled my head. "Beatles?" I berkata curiously. Brian said, "You'd cinta them. If anda like grunge, anda like the Beatles. A lot of grungers were influenced oleh the Beatles in some ways." I said, "Cool." The only albums that were in stock were Past Masters and Abbey Road. I went with Past Masters. Brian said, "Ooh, that's a good one! It has all the best from the early years and all the best from the later years!" I said, "Okay." He said, "I'll tell anda a little secret. I was named after their manager, Brian Epstein." I laughed and said, "You were not!" He laughed and said, "Okay, anda got me!" Once at home, I listened to Past Masters. The Beatles were really great, and I could see how grunge musicians were influenced oleh the Beatles. anda see, what most people don't understand about the grunge movement is that, despite the angst-filled lyrics, these musicians were actually about peace and love, much like the bands in the British Invasion. Angst is actually anger and despair, but there is still a glimmer of hope, unlike with anxiety. That was how I had been feeling since Jim's death. After listening to the Beatles, I went for a jog. I enjoyed it, but I wished I had a companion. I thought, A dog would be the perfect jogging companion for me. I began to do research on the perfect dog for me.
No Stable Place
Aside from Uncle Bob, the only other family members who paid me any mind were my grandparents. My grandfather passed away about a tahun and a half after my father's untimely death. My grandmother lived until I started high school. When she was alive, I could always go to her with a problem. Every time I would have a bad hari at school, I would go to her. She would say, "Tell me what's wrong, John." I would tell her what was wrong, and she would make everything better. When she passed away when I started high school, I was devastated. Now I had no one to go to when I had a bad day. That's when my record listening became lebih frequent. Other than my dog, Beatle, it was my only sumber of comfort. I really missed having a person to talk to. I missed having someone who listened to me. When he wasn't working, I could call Uncle Bob and talk to him, but it wasn't the same. Grandma seemed to have an answer for everything. Nobody else seemed to have that gift.
Aside from Uncle Bob, the only other family members who paid me any mind were my grandparents. My grandfather passed away about a tahun and a half after my father's untimely death. My grandmother lived until I started high school. When she was alive, I could always go to her with a problem. Every time I would have a bad hari at school, I would go to her. She would say, "Tell me what's wrong, John." I would tell her what was wrong, and she would make everything better. When she passed away when I started high school, I was devastated. Now I had no one to go to when I had a bad day. That's when my record listening became lebih frequent. Other than my dog, Beatle, it was my only sumber of comfort. I really missed having a person to talk to. I missed having someone who listened to me. When he wasn't working, I could call Uncle Bob and talk to him, but it wasn't the same. Grandma seemed to have an answer for everything. Nobody else seemed to have that gift.
