An object that is very important to me would be the guitar. I have a mexican Stratocaster that I bought with my own hard earned money at Little Caesars. It's all white with a maple fretboard. The day I bought the guitar my father also took me to guitar center to buy a new pickup for it, now I have the metallica tones on my guitar. I probably would have never picked up a guitar if it wasn't for my brother. One day I was playing fortnite in my room and he was watching how fast my hands moved on the controller. As soon as he seen that he knew that I had to play guitar. He bought me my first guitar on christmas and I practiced on that for a while until he bought me another guitar an Ibanez because he was proud of what I've accomplished. Soon after that, I moved to my grandmothers house for the summer. My grandparents also helped me learn more on the guitar because they would love to hear me play. I would play a bunch of old songs for my grandma. My grandpa also liked the rock music that I played, which was surprising to me. My brother was trying to get me to play with him at the church but I didn't think I was good enough. I was scared to play in front of a crowd, I didn't want people to judge me. Every day I kept practicing. My practicing was cut short when I tried to save up for my first car, during the summer I was working double shifts every single day. I bought my first car for 5k and then I cut my hours down and began to practice more. I would watch youtube tutorials on how to get better at the guitar. Everytime I am having a bad day or it's stressful, I pick up my guitar and start to play. When I play it's like i’m in my own little world with no worries. I tried choir that's when I knew I couldn't sing, so I let my guitar do the singing for me. The guitar is basically the voice I never had, it's loud and beautiful everyone stops what they're doing to listen to it. It always puts a smile on your face when someone tells you to play a song and you know how to play it. Then you see how excited they get when you play their favorite song. There were times where I wanted to give up because I couldn't play a song that I wanted to. But then I learned that I just have to wait a little longer and come back to that song and I am able to play it much easier. Trying to play the guitar requires a lot of patience because you won't always get it the first time. Depending on the song I can learn it in either 30 minutes or 3 days. I try to jam with my cousins as much as I can because I feel that would make me grow as a musician. I am able to listen to songs and play them by ear, my father calls it the force, it runs in the family.  To this day my brother has been trying to get me to join the worship band, and last wednesday I finally decided it's time to do so. I have been going to the church so I can get to know everyone before I officially play on stage. I am scared that I will mess up or people will think I am not good enough. All my cousins are more musically talented than I am.  But then going to church taught me that god created us without fear, we have no emotion of fear, so why be scared?