My Guitar

Yesterday was a pretty rough day for me. I was in my room last night and was trying to figure out what to do with the little bit of time I had left. Looking around, I saw my guitar over in the corner. I figured that I had not played it in a while so I should probably pick it up and play it for a while. Before I began to play it I figured I should take a picture of it first so I could use it for this assignment. I got my guitar when I was around twelve or so. It was around this time of year when I got it as an early birthday present. There is nothing special about it. It is a generic one-hundred dollar (which is extremely cheap) guitar. I began playing it as a hobby and it has been just a hobby ever since. While just a hobby it has helped me throughout the short amount of time I have had it. Like yesterday it has helped me when I am upset or angry. Putting my emotions through music has helped me deal with some anger management issues I have had and overall has made me a better person. So in conclusion, my guitar was a big part of helping me not exploding yesterday.