This is true. This happened today , December 10th, 2011. This is from my point of view and no this is not my real name. *Artemis

This was it! The final dance in the show I , Fain Malensie daughter of Apollo, was dancing in. The lights came on and the music started playing. Then I heard a woman's voice and I thought "This song is sung by a man. What is going on?"

I listened more closely to the woman and I could understand her words, TURN ON THE LIGHTS! CALL 911! HELP! The music was cut off, the auditorium lights turned on, and all the dancers stopped moving.

A voice came on the speakers. Everyone please exit the auditorium through the left or right doors and dancers please leave the stage. All of us looked around and then walked back stage. We couldn't leave backstage so I spoke up, "What happened?" One of the older girls looked at me her big brown eyes filled with tears, " A man passed out…I think he had a heart attack." a stunned silence followed as everyone processed what happened.

Then as if we read each others mind, we grabbed hands and began to pray. Soon all of us were crying for a man we didn't even know the name of. "God almighty please guide this man back to the vessel where his soul lives. Let him reunite with his family who so desperately need him back. Please lord with the power you have, bring him back." one girl said through her sobs and during all this all I said was please.

That was all. But there were so many unspoken thoughs in that one word. While another girl began to say a prayer another scream rang out "OH GOD HELP HIM!" a teacher came back and ushered us into the dressing rooms.

My mother walked in, "It's ok. Shhh. Your scaring the little kids." It was then that I realized I was sobbing. I tried to stop but I couldn't. I gathered my things and walked to the lobby where my grandmother was waiting to take me home.

We walked outside and I reached up to my face to wipe away tears when I realized I'd forgotten my glasses. I ran back inside when a woman who'd seen me crying stopped me, "You know he's breathing on his own now." I nodded and continued on my path.

I walked into the dressing room where the older girls were still praying. I stepped into the middle of the of the circle and said," He can breath on his own now." everyone looked at me and they all said Amen.

I found my glasses and walked back into the lobby. I wish I hadn't… I saw 5 year old Jamie holding her grandfathers' hand and crying. I quickly headed outside and got in my grandma's car. On our way home I looked around and saw that it was a sunny, cloudless day. A man was walking his dog and people were going on with their lives completely unaware of the panamonium going on inside of the church I just left.

I know it's not that good. And it has nothing to do with Percy Jackson but I believed the man at the very very least deserved this. If you want to flame go ahead and do it. I'll just ignore them.