When I was twelve, I fell in love with music. I had liked music before, really, but right before I became a teenager, music became my passion. I didn't really want to make music, I just liked listening to it, and I would always do so when things got too stressful at school or at home. It became my sanctuary when I wanted to drown out the rest of the world, and it worked really well. My mom was pretty understanding about it, but my sister, whose room was next to mine, hated how I'd wake her up with blasting my music every morning. I didn't care too much about that.