It was summer when 16-year-old Sonny Moore finally ran away from home.
At five foot four, with pale skin, black hair, and acne, he was by no means his school football team captain. His escape from bullies who picked on him at the art academy in East Los Angeles where he studied—before his parents pulled him out for homeschooling—was music. Metal. Punk rock. Anything that rhymed with “the world doesn’t understand,” including a relatively new genre called screamo, which involved the scream-singing of often-depressing lyrics about death and heartache. He played along with his guitar at home and made friends with other tortured teenagers at his favorite hideout, the Internet.
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