A concert gone wrong, chapter 1
I pumped my fist in the air and moved my head up and down to the sound of Green Day's meaningful music. Everywhere I looked I could see fans that all have the same love of Green Day as me. As the punk legend, Billie Joe, sung the words to Minority, I started to feel dizzy. I had a drink of water while not taking my eyes of Billie. I started to feel better and continued to jump around in the mosh pit making my way to the front.
Green Day had the crowd in their control as Tré Cool played his fast drum beats while pulling faces at the cameras around him, Mike Dirnt held his bass in his frail hands while jumping around having the time of his life, while still managing to not play a single note wrong, and Billie Joe had the crowd waving there arms in the air and singing every word that he did.
These three people are legends, true legends, I said in my head before starting to feel dizzy again. I soon felt myself fall over in the crowded mosh pit. Hitting people while I fell. That was the last thing I can remember. Getting stood on as Billie stopped singing.
Was I dead? What happened? Were the words going through my mind, as I laid there not being able to open my eyes or move. I suddenly yet slowly opened my eyes to see Billie looking down on me with a few paramedics. I tried to sit up.
"Stay lying down," Billie said as I laid back down.
I looked around and tried to notice where I was. Oh my god was I really? No I couldn't be? Was I really on the stage with Billie now kneeling at my side. I suddenly screamed in pain as the paramedic moved my leg.
"Hey don't do that!" I yelled as I felt a sharp pain in my left leg. I started coughing.
"Everything is going to be fine okay," Billie said as he comforted me and held my hand. I lay there in pain as I saw thousands of Green Day fans pile out of the stadium because the Green Day guys weren't playing.
Mike and Tre ran onto the stage after talking to this scary looking guy. I saw them come over. I was so surprised that Green Day would actually stop a concert and let all there fans go just because some girl fell over and hurt their leg. This was probably the best day of my life except for the sore leg and the paramedics saying that it would have to get amputated.
"What, amputated!" I screamed as I sat up as saw my leg for the first time after the incident. It was purple and covered in bruises and cuts everywhere. I fell back down onto my back and closed my eyes I started to feel sick.
I laid there in pain, not even asking Green Day for their autographs or anything. I could hear them talking but I couldn't hear what about. All I could hear was the voices of my three heros as I laid in pain. I've always wanted to meet them but not this way.
Green Day had the crowd in their control as Tré Cool played his fast drum beats while pulling faces at the cameras around him, Mike Dirnt held his bass in his frail hands while jumping around having the time of his life, while still managing to not play a single note wrong, and Billie Joe had the crowd waving there arms in the air and singing every word that he did.
These three people are legends, true legends, I said in my head before starting to feel dizzy again. I soon felt myself fall over in the crowded mosh pit. Hitting people while I fell. That was the last thing I can remember. Getting stood on as Billie stopped singing.
Was I dead? What happened? Were the words going through my mind, as I laid there not being able to open my eyes or move. I suddenly yet slowly opened my eyes to see Billie looking down on me with a few paramedics. I tried to sit up.
"Stay lying down," Billie said as I laid back down.
I looked around and tried to notice where I was. Oh my god was I really? No I couldn't be? Was I really on the stage with Billie now kneeling at my side. I suddenly screamed in pain as the paramedic moved my leg.
"Hey don't do that!" I yelled as I felt a sharp pain in my left leg. I started coughing.
"Everything is going to be fine okay," Billie said as he comforted me and held my hand. I lay there in pain as I saw thousands of Green Day fans pile out of the stadium because the Green Day guys weren't playing.
Mike and Tre ran onto the stage after talking to this scary looking guy. I saw them come over. I was so surprised that Green Day would actually stop a concert and let all there fans go just because some girl fell over and hurt their leg. This was probably the best day of my life except for the sore leg and the paramedics saying that it would have to get amputated.
"What, amputated!" I screamed as I sat up as saw my leg for the first time after the incident. It was purple and covered in bruises and cuts everywhere. I fell back down onto my back and closed my eyes I started to feel sick.
I laid there in pain, not even asking Green Day for their autographs or anything. I could hear them talking but I couldn't hear what about. All I could hear was the voices of my three heros as I laid in pain. I've always wanted to meet them but not this way.
