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A Drop In The Ocean Â«Part 3Â»

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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