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By. Rayven

Despite getting to the venue an hour-and-a-half later than I planned on, I was psyched to get to see My Chemical Romance for the first time, after waiting for what seemed like forever. When we arrived, I got out of the car to find hundreds of lovers of MCR, Blink-182, and Matt & Kim being just as excited as I was. I was taken to an area where a few others and myself waited for entry to the photo pit. Then it was time. We were walked out to the stage to wait for My Chem to come on, and that's when all those feelings finally started hitting me.

Nervous. Excited. Amazed. Just to name a couple, that is. My whole body was shaking at the overabundance of emotions, and at the thought of being just a few inches, maybe even centimeters, away from the men that saved and changed my life. I glanced up at what was going to be Gerard's mic stand in about thirty seconds and thought "Wow. I'm really here. They're really going to be that close to me." It pretty much brought those tiny little tears you only get when something wonderful is going to happen to my eyes. That's when the lights went out and everyone started screaming, signaling that I was about to have a life-changing experiance.

At first I couldn't see anything, as it was already dark out, then the lights came and directed all of our impatient eyes to the entry way. First I saw Ray walking out, with a huge smile on his face, then Frank, wearing a little vampire cape with "Dracula" scrawled across his shirt, Mikey, casual as always, and Gerard, hinting a smile as he walked to the mic. There they were. Right in front of me. Ready to give us their all. A huge grin instantly took over my sweaty, slightly teared face. The music started coarsing through our veins as we busted into Na Na Na. All the while I was singing along, trying desperately to keep my camera steady. I was running back and forth, trying to capture every moment I possibly could on camera. Behind me there were thousands of people screaming every word at the top of their lungs. It was the first time in my life I had felt that I was meant to be somewhere, like I had finally found somewhere I belonged, the very first time no one was going to look at me like another species for doing what I loved the most.

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