My beautiful new- and first- guitar is at the bottom.
I'm still shocked. Heading to my grandparents later so old man can teach me how to tune this thing.
I know nothing about a guitar but whatever. I've been asking every year since I was 8 for a guitar.
I have one now.
I named it William in honor of my grandfather. Pawpaw, the man, the myth the legend.
Love you, Pawpaw.
HOPE YALL HAVE A MERRY AND SAFE CHRISTMAS
(EDIT- I renamed the guitar Wilbur because Pawpaw told me not to name it after him and the guitar is a British Columbia.)
YOU ARE READING
The Book Of Abby
RandomStories of my graphic stupidity of one girl, one life in one universe sorry in advance.