I'm not some kid that goes to school and does what they're told, why should i? I've been around musicians since I can remember, we even live above a musician store, and right across the street from one of the best venues in New York City. I'm twelve. TWELVE. Being a musician in this city was IMPOSSIBLE at twelve. You can't drink, do drugs, or go into ANY bar to play, unless you sneak in... Everyone thinks you're just some stupid kid. But I live with my two older brothers Skyler and Dean. They're musicians too, but they're old enough to go out and do what they want. I wish I could do what I want. But noooo, I have to listen to Skyler and Dean, or else I'll get spanked. Yes, I am twelve and still spanked. Not my choice. But it was what Skyler and Dean chose after our parents passed. They said I should be raised just like they were, which I don't think is right. Everyone is different and learns different. I guess they learned by being smacked. But this is my story, my journey, my life. If you don't like it. Turn back now, because this shits about get heavy. Sincerely your new best friend, Charlie warning- disciplinary spanking, swearing, drugs, alcohol.