My mother knows me all to well. She knows that I HATE playing instruments. I don’t really know why, but I just do. That’s why I took choir. No strings or brass for me. But recently I stayed out passed my curfew of 11:00 pm. It wasn’t my fault I was at a party that was an hour away and I couldn’t find my friend to drive me home and my phone died. Anyways, I get home around 1 and my mom is furious. My punishment? Percussion Lessons. For some kids this would be a reward, but not for me. I’d rather swallow nails.
