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A Drop In The Ocean «Part 3»
Thou shall be thankful for thyne wonderous readers. -MRJ *~*~*~* We got to the venue and there were more than thousands of people waiting to give their tickets and get in. Somehow, me and my mom got to the front. We put our tickets in the hands of the security and walked in. We were the first ones in so we roamed around a bit. Soon, many more people came in and we found our place. Row 1. Once the concert started I flipped out. I've always wanted to see a Michael Jackson concert!! I didn't really scream but I jumped around and enjoyed his stage presence. I cried, too. I never thought I'd be able to do this. Just imagine being able to do the one thing that otherwise would've been impossible and more. My mom was screaming, which was really weird. She had a few chances to do this before he died. I don't know why she's trippin. I'm still in the mind of a sixteen year old so you can guess I eventually started screaming. My mom starts yelling to me, "FOUND. THIS. WOO" I see her holding up two small badge like things. I grab one since I can't hear her. It's a backstage pass. A BACKSTAGE PASS TO SEE MICHAEL JACKSON!! OMG! I try yelling back to her but she's not paying attention to me. I shrug it off and continue to enjoy the concert. ****~* After the concert my mom clarifies that she found the backstage passes on the floor, during the concert. We look around finally seeing a hallway that says 'BACKSTAGE -->', we follow the arrow. It widens up and we see a bunch of dressing rooms. My mom pulls out her camera. I shake my head. We don't even see anyone yet. "Hey, what are you two doing back here?," we hear a stern voice yell from behind us. We spin around lifting the badges up. He nods then walks towards us. "Michael will soon be out of his dressing room, I'll tell him some fans are here," he walks over to a room and delivers the message then exits. I sit down and think. Is this even real? I met Michael Jackson in the radio station and now I'm going to meet him after a concert. All in one day, in a year I wasn't even born. I might as well change history... **** To be continued.. -MRJ
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