My Memory: My First Concert

Memory: My first concert; Foo Fighters w/ Weezer

One day, the phone rang with it's screeching noise, letting us know quite well that we had a caller on the line. When my mom answered the phone, I realized it was a close relative by the casually of my mother's tone so I poked at my mom asking her impatiently who it was. As my mother sliced her finger back and forth in front of my nose, warning me to be quiet while she talks. So, with that, I politely listened to the rest of the conversation with my ear to the other side of the phone. I heard a familiar voice, I listened in close and realized clearly that it was my cousin Colleen. I knew that my parents were heading off to California for the weekend, but I didn't know who was watching my and my sister. By my mother's side, I sat on the chair next to her and listened to her closely after the phone conversation ended.

"Colleen and her boyfriend Brian are coming over to watch you and your sister for the weekend...And they have a surprise for you..." She saw the ending patients in my eyes and she said,
"They are taking you to a Foo Fighters concert!"
With the most ecstatic look on her face, she waited for my reply to be just the same and she saw my confused look. Still trying to grope the situation, I look at her with surprise and awe, excited for something new but still utterly confused.

Colleen and Brian were already here on Friday when my parents left, and now it was Saturday, the day of the concert! After the long, treacherous ride there, we walked in the booming room filled with chattering people and muffled, screeching music. We walked down the hallway to our seats, me covering my ears of course to muffle the sound as it got louder. We opened the double doors and waltzed in to our close up box seats. The music started playing, and after I could recognize the words and tunes of the music that played, I felt much better.

This was a great experience, and one I will never forget, and I'm glad I had it with them!.