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They took me to a concert, at least that's what they called it.
I honesty had no idea what a concert was.
But they said it with such enthusiasm, it made it sound completely awesome.
They were very excited for this apparently.
I looked around studying my surroundings.
Trying to guess what a concert may be.
I asked but they wouldn't tell me.
My curiosity sparked as I looked around.
There was so many people, not a spot of land wasn't covered.
Everyone was antsy, like they were waiting for something to start.
Then I looked in different direction.
At the front of all the people was a piece of raised flooring with lights shining down upon it.
Sasha grabbed my hand startling me out of studying the area.
She began pulling me with Bob and Joe trailing behind us.
Then we shoved our way to the front bit by bit.
Why did they want to get to the front so bad?
Grunts and curse words were muttered under people's breath as we pushed past them.
After pushing past what felt like an endless amount of people, we made it to the front.
We were right in front of the stage.
It was crazy.
Everyone was trying to get even closer pushing and doing anything to get closer.
I huddled closer to Sasha hoping that I wouldn't get pushed or shoved.
As about five minutes passed.
A sound raged off the already loud crowd.
They erupted into screams, growling and the pushing of the crowd became ten times harder.
"Introducing Snake skin" a invisible voice said as the crowd roared cheering "SNAKE SKIN! SNAKE SKIN!"
As three guys stepped on to the stage.
They were all extremely attractive.
But they were wild and gave me chills up my spine.
The one that stepped up to the mic had black shaggy hair and gold colored demonic eyes and wore a white shirt with sleeve tattoos and faded jeans with chains.
The one that held a guitar had purple hair past his shoulders in a ponytail and wore all black with spacers in his ears.
The one with the drumsticks had green hair in a mow-hawk and a purple band shirt with blue jeans.
The drummer counted the beat 1.2..3...4
Then they started playing it felt like their music gave me another sense, it felt like a deaf man hearing for the first time.
It was gorgeous.
It felt like it woke my ears up.
I watched as the crowd pumped their fist in the air so I copied them.
I was having the best time of my life.
I wish I could feel this way forever.