The Concert
I arrived at the spacious pavilion several hours before security even unlocked the gate to the entrance. As I waited outside, I got to know the other eager fans and the impatient security guards. After what seemed like an eternity, an old and overworked security guard unlocked and opened the massive doors to entrance of the pavilion. Hundreds of fans rushed to the entrance as fast as wild horses in a stampede. I quickly ran past all the food and merchandise stands, begging for my attention and found my seat without any hesitation. To my surprise I had front row center seats, the best seats in the entire pavilion. A familiar CD began playing over the intercom system. After the second or third hour of listening to the to it, th
Everyone around me was moshing and crowd surfing. I was constantly being pushed and kicked. My pounding heart skipped a beat as I sang the song, knowing each word by heart. I was left there recalling all my thoughts of this memorable night. After a few long minutes, the band came back out. Each song was better than the last. They ignored the begging screams and did not come back out for a second encore. I felt the audience push forward with extreme force as Everclear began to play. I danced as the crowd cheered me on. Finally the band I have been waiting on all day took the stage, Everclear. The last song finally came to an end and the band exited the stage. I silently prayed to myself that out of the endless audience he would pick me. As I watched him survey the audience, his finger stopped in my direction. The lead singer then began asking the audience who wanted to come up on stage and dance with them.
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