A Musical Fantasy: The First Test

A Little Introduction

I hate music. I absolutely despise music. I just don't get music. Every single time I play an instrument it sounds weird and boring. Don't get me wrong, I always get the notes right, and I always play those overly advanced pieces that everyone likes and appraises. Those are the ones that don't even sound like anything to me. My parents, Katherine and Henry Winfield, on the other hand, are worldly-renowned musicians. Every weekend, they would go to concerts delivering their "lovely" music to the world. I was dragged along in fancy but extremely itchy dresses, answering all the questions that the crowd would ask. Fortunately, the questions were often easy. Unfortunately, they were almost always the same question asked over and over again for, oh, I don't know, a million times.

Our mansion is filled with musical instruments of every kind, from the grand piano to the erhu. My parents forced me to learn and master every one of them. I mastered them, all right, but I never found the interest in playing any of them. In the beginning, I might have liked music a little, but now I completely detest it. I don't know if it's just because I'm 13 and that's the age for hating everything, or if I genuinely don't like music, but I sure don't like the fact that everyone critiques me on my every performance just because both my parents are some sort of famous musician.

Every single day, my parents take turns waking me up in the middle of the night to practice an instrument. The other parent gets a good night's sleep while I get forced to heave myself out of bed just to play a stupid musical instrument. I've gotten so annoyed that I barely pay attention to those minor details that make a major deal out of the piece. Nowadays, my music is so robotic that even my tempo and volume don't change the slightest bit when transitioning to another equally boring piece. I've gotten so used to playing the same pieces over and over again that every night, I'm literally sleep-playing (if there's such a thing). I'm even waking up earlier than when my parents come to knock on my door. I hate that habit.

Now, you may disagree with me on this subject, and I respect that. I know that music can be relaxing or recreational for you, but imagine playing music 24/7. No sleep at all. Well, maybe a few minutes. You get what I mean?

My name is Sophie. Sophie Veronica Winfield. I am 13 years old, and I hate music. Welcome to my world, where music was a boring and insignificant subject.