Memoirs of a High School Rockstar

Stories that I wish were from a parallel universe

Standing on the stage, the heat almost unbearable. The red-colored lights were shining down on us, causing a mix of blindness and heat stroke. In front of me, the amplifiers were screeching back at me so loudly; they were causing ringing in my ears. I wondered if this would be the last time I’d ever be able to hear anything…