I go out and I see a sudden flash of light, wondering what it was, I move closer. Now engulfed by this blinding light, I make my way toward the source. I'm curious to know; curiocity has gotten the best of me. I'm running now and I smack into something and I fall hard. Scared I get up, trying to get away, but I'm hurt. Hobbling away I hear the roar coming closer, and I wake up. I returned the acustic guitar I bought on Wednesday, I decided a bassist has no use for a guitar at all, and took it back, after a lot of unneeded drama and my father took over, and everything worked out, he's a forceful guy when he needs to be. Back to one hundred-seventy-eight dollars. It wasn't such an expensive guitar, and that's the difference after I bought a movie and some records. (Yes, I buy real records.) love