Heart Spilled Out

I was in school when I first heard Linkin Park songs. My brother first introduced them to me, although introduced would be a wrong word here. I remember I was in fifth/sixth grade when my brother had this one folder in his phone as well as on our personal computer back then, it had some five or six songs of LP and they didn’t even have proper names on them. And since he is nine years older than I am, back then, even though we connected a lot, I assumed our tastes would not match. I use the word “assume” here because I was proved wrong. But anyway, back in those days, not every member of the family had a cell phone of their own. And my brother and I, we were both still in school, with him being a high-schooler, none of us had a cell phone of our own. So the five or six songs that he had got from somewhere were stored in our Mom’s phone. One that we all could use. Perhaps my brother once or twice urged me to listen to the songs but I didn’t, thinking they wouldn’t be something