I actually play the piano. Since I was little, I've always loved this instrument. I started loving it when I found out it exists, and my mom bought me this toy keyboard that makes odd sounds. Years after that, when I finally lost that thing, I started to watch piano tutorials and song covers. Truthfully, I've always loved the piano. One day, on my birthday, I finally got my first keyboard. It was a Yamaha EZ-220 lighted key touch sensitivity keyboard. I regret buying it, since it only has about 60 keys, and not the full sized keyboard with 88 keys. I started actually playing the piano on that day. It was easy for me to learn how to play, use proper posture, etc.

When I play, just to close my eyes and play my favorite song, the song that always fits my mood, it's like I'm in a different world. It's only me and the keys, and the music. I guess I just really love piano and music. Whenever I'm at school, and a song starts playing, I move my fingers as if I'm playing it on a piano. I can't even control myself not to. Though, people are finding me even more weird now.

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Before I got my keyboard, I had a dream. I was on stage, in front of thousands of people, and in front of me was a piano. I started to play, I closed my eyes, and the song I played was a really extreme piano song. But not for me in that dream, since it was a dream. But it felt so real, like I was meant to be there.

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The bad thing is, whenever I play, someone gets annoyed. So either my mom, dad, or sister shouts at me and interrupts my playing. Really, it upsets me, since it's basically like I have a piano, my passion, just right there, but I can't play on it. I can't practice/develop muscle memory/develop hand independence, (for some listening to the same song over and over get's annoying; (not for me)) because they complain. Any tips?

Right now, I'm trying to save up for an 88 key keyboard, with the proper piano chair, a beautiful stand, and three pedals.