In the Red Room
I went to bed one night and when I woke up I wasn't in my room anymore. I didn't even see to be in my hometown. I looked over and there it was, The Moulin Rouge. I walked inside. It was all lit up in lights. I sat down at a table and looked around at the many men marveling over the Diamond Dogs. It was then that I realized a young man sitting at the table across from me. He was with his friends and they were talking loudly about some poetry reading in an elephant. I was thinking to myself when everyone went silent. Everyone was staring at the ceiling so I looked up to see what they were all staring at. A young woman was coming down into the room. She started singing and one by one the other people began to talk again. I found out that the young woman's name was Satine. She was a good singer I had to admit but I was too used to the music from 2002. When she was finishing her song a little something went wrong. She fell. Everyone thought it was on purpose because of Zidler. Zidler was the owner of the Moulin Rouge. I ran backstage. Her being hurt could be the whole reason I was there. There I was backstage in the Moulin Rouge. Satine was lying on a bed. It didn't look like she was breathing at all but if she was she was unconscious. A lady named Marie came and woke Satine up. She looked at all of us standing around and said," I couldn't breath."
I went to bed one night and when I woke up I wasn't in my room anymore. I didn't even see to be in my hometown. I looked over and there it was, The Moulin Rouge. I walked inside. It was all lit up in lights. I sat down at a table and looked around at the many men marveling over the Diamond Dogs. It was then that I realized a young man sitting at the table across from me. He was with his friends and they were talking loudly about some poetry reading in an elephant. I was thinking to myself when everyone went silent. Everyone was staring at the ceiling so I looked up to see what they were all staring at. A young woman was coming down into the room. She started singing and one by one the other people began to talk again. I found out that the young woman's name was Satine. She was a good singer I had to admit but I was too used to the music from 2002. When she was finishing her song a little something went wrong. She fell. Everyone thought it was on purpose because of Zidler. Zidler was the owner of the Moulin Rouge. I ran backstage. Her being hurt could be the whole reason I was there. There I was backstage in the Moulin Rouge. Satine was lying on a bed. It didn't look like she was breathing at all but if she was she was unconscious. A lady named Marie came and woke Satine up. She looked at all of us standing around and said," I couldn't breath."