Life.

(Pop sound, picture of Earth)

You start off as a baby, knowing absolutely nothing and free of all responsibility! Why free of all responsibility you ask?

(Blonde baby, cute giggling sound)

Well, I'm going to be honest, I don't know why you would ask that, but I'll give you the answer:

You were free of all responsibility, because your parents were practically your slaves!

(Pop sound, picture of a younger Jack and Lucille Bolton, Lucille holding an infant Troy)

You told them when to wake up...

(Troy crying, Lucille looking frazzled)

"Troy please stop crying!" Mrs. Bolton pleaded at 1 AM.

"Why can't he just sleep?" Jack groaned, slumped in the nursery chair that they placed in the corner of Troy's room.

When to feed you...

"Okay...he's finally sleeping." Mr. Bolton sighed with relief as he and his wife began to tiptoe out of the nursery...

Only to be met with a screaming sound.

"No!" They moaned

Everything. 'Cause you were their little man *smug voice*.

(Baby giggles innocently, once again)

And also because...y'know, you're a baby.

Then you hit your child years, when every little thing you do is a huge deal.

(Troy falls of his bike)

"Mom! Dad!" Troy cried "My tooth came out!" he said excitedly.

Mrs. Bolton ran over to him, "Troy that is not normal! Your teeth shouldn't fall out because of a bicycle accident- oh my poor angel!" she gasped and gave him a hug.

There was also the perk, that if anything went wrong, you could go inside and watch CARTOONS!

"Why don't we clean you up, then after we check for any more boo-boos, you can watch television all day if you want." His mom suggested.

"Yay!" Troy cheered.

Yup, those were the good old days. Then when you get older (especially around your teenage years) you have more put in front of you,

(Troy drops his bag)

"Hi Troy! I'm heading to a book club meeting in a few minutes. Do your chores please, I left a list on the fridge!" Lucille called from her room.

"Alright mom!" The 14 year old groaned, observing the seemingly long list already. Going to the park with Chad, Zeke, and Jason would have to wait.

But the child inside of you is still practically carefree.

(TV theme song, Troy dancing)

"Pokemon! Gotta catch em all! Yeah~!" Troy sang at the top of his lungs as he vacuumed his room.

Some say that your life truly begins at the magical one-six. There's just something special about the age of 16, that somehow makes it different from all the other birthdays. My name is Troy Bolton and I'm a 15 year old student at East High in Albuquerque New Mexico.

And on my 16th birthday...I would see that there really was something special about it.

The 16th Wish.