I was only nine years old
I loved Linkin Park so much, I owned all of there albums and merchandise
I pray to Linkin Park every night, thanking them for the music I have been given
“Linkin Park is love”, I say, “Linkin Park is life”
My Mom hears me and says I’m morbid
She is obviously jealous of my devotion to Linkin Park
I call her a dunce
She yells at me and sends me to my room
I am crying now, because my ears hurt
I go into my bed and it is very cold
I feel a warmth moving towards me
I fell something touch me
It’s Joe Hahn
Everyone from Linkin Park is here
I am so happy
Chester Bennington whispers into my ear, “Love keeps us kind”
They pick up their instruments and microphones
I’m ready
I prepare my ears for Linkin Park
My ears are filled with their music
They heal my damaged ears
I can feel myself starting to cry
I sing with them
I want to please Linkin Park
Chester roars a mighty roar as my ears are filled with Linkin Park
My Mom hears the noise and walks in
Mike Shinoda looks at her and says, “This is our park”
The six of them leave through the window
Linkin Park is love, Linkin Park is life