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My moment in history would have to be my first rave I ever went to. It was in an old abandoned warehouse and my friends and I had never been to a rave. We thought it would be a good idea to get there early so we wouldn't stand in line to long. But as it turned out there was no line and we appeared to be the first ones there. My friend mustered up the courage to go talk to the guy at the front of the building. There was just one problem he was missing his ticket. Not understanding that he needed a ticket to get, and that the building didn't open for another hour, he sat there and argued with the man about how he should be let in right now. Well the man eventually calmed my friend down. But sent him to a checkpoint, which is a way, to detour people that the doormen feel should not be in the rave. Any way I was volunteered next to go up to the man after my friend drove off. "So," I said, "here's my ticket when can I get in?" He explained that this building would not open for an hour and that we best drive around for an hour or so. I went back to car and told about how we were too early. They agreed that we should drive around for a while. As we drove around I saw my friend driving around. He p
Raves were the best thing that ever happened to me, I was in heaven when I was in a rave, but I didn't fit in went I went. This was it there was no question this was how I wanted to spend my weekends and my summer. " Well from there we left him and went get something to eat, he would be searching all night for the remaining check points. By the time got to the rave it was at it prime and the doorman asked where we had gone, and that he was worried we wouldn't come back. ------------------------------------------------------------------------**Bibliography**none. He asked us why we had a confused look on our face, and I said, " No reason. Couches where everywhere and people were rolling all over the place. I did so by getting parts of pierced and dressing like the average raver. So my friend decided that we would jump the small ditch and four wheel it to the mail road. The music blasted of some east coast techno, " this is why people are always going to raves" I said as we slowly walked into the building. "It's all free," she said as she rolled over onto me, but it was my first rave so I thought that I would stick to just some booze for the night. But now that I am back at home my looks are confined to what my mother sees fit and I haven't been to a rave in a long time, but I am still the big raver at heart and that is something that no one can take away from me. ulled us over and started to talk to us. We couldn't find enough money in his car to pass to toll booths so we had to get our car over a huge ditch and past all the wonderful wildlife lurking in the creeks and swamps that surround the turnpike.
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