My name is Emma Rose.

Im in middle school and every band was known in my school. If you didnt know who Green day and Panic at the disco you were basiclly a no one.

I was adopted when i was 24 months old.

My adoptive parents forced me to read at a young age, they didnt care about me at all. They smoked and drank it wasnt until my school came to my house and made me stay in my friends house for 2 years.

When i was 8 years old i meet Brendon Urie.

My friend's dad had to go to work and we didnt have a baby sitter so he took us to work with him. The secratary gave us some toys and dolls and a room so that everyone could see us. Her dad told us to look around for an hour till we had to leave. Brendon spotted us before he left. He asked us if he could play with the wrestling dolls that we were playing with.

He acted like such a kid and he gave us a copy of his album. He showed us the instruments and my eyes widened when i saw the drum kit and the electric guitar. He smiled and just laughed at me. I unhooked from his grip of holding my hand so i wouldnt get lost and headed straight for the drums. I played a lot of instruments and my own adopted parents didnt want me hearing any music. I told my friend to play "But its better if you do ". I learned the song and played and sung it perfectly. Everything was connected while Brendon turned to talk to Spencer i set up the mic by the drums. I count to three and started playing. I wasnt nervous at all, i closed my eyes and played and sung. I opened my eyes half way through the song revaling my friend playing. I had no idea that alot of people gathered to see both of us play. When we finished i heard clapping and cheering.

I saw my friend Leo put up the guitar and turn to me. He knew i could understand him and his face was full of pleasure. Brendon just stared at the 8 year olds who played his song. I knew that Ryan had writen the song.

Spencer came up to me and asked me "How long have you been playing the drums?""Four months " I answered. Everyone stared in shock.

"Wow you must a have a talent! who are you parents?"he asked.

I didn't have parents, they didnt want was I supposed to tell him? He can't know. No one knows about that. I started crying and run to the nearest janitors closet.