Sydney's Nightly Adventures

Field Trip!

I was standing outside a fairly large church with my sister, Sam. Staying fairly close together (even though there was no one around us), we walked up to the front doors and entered. There was no lobby, only a large room. The lighting was dim, and at the far end of the room you could see a stage. We walked closer and noticed that a ton of people were around us now. I saw my friend, E, walking towards me. She said that she was happy that we were here.

Before we walked towards the stage, we turned around and faced some stairs. They were stock white and led up somewhere. There we found my other friends standing by the stairs.

We turned back around to head back to the stage. But before we moved, a loud voice could be heard over the microphone:
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome this man right here!" He pointed to the now spotlighted stage. The spotlight was pointing to some man, but I don't remember his name.

"And then later, John Cooper is here to sing for all of you!"

Everyone screamed and applauded. John Cooper is the lead singer for the band Skillet.

The music started. We ran to the stage and saw the man from before start to sing. As soon as a guitar solo came on, E jumped right on the stage and started playing some weird guitar fret thing (she was playing it wrong). She stood up there for a couple of seconds. I was thinking, "Is she allowed up there?"

Sam and I walked out before John Cooper could play. Darn. We went to "register", like we should have before. We walked down a road and realized, that we were going the wrong way.

"Where are you going?" I asked Sam.

"I was following you!" Sam replied.

I facepalmed, and then turned around. We found our way back and entered the registering lobby. We were put in line with these other 2 girls. We were supposed to walk out in that order.

Somehow we found our way out, and started walking up those white stairs. We found D, and M, playing ball on the stairs. D walked up to the wall, and just as he did, M threw the ball and it nearly missed him. D screamed, and it was hilarious.

Who wants some hot chocolate?

A man peeked his head in the door.
I noticed I was in a small white room, and it almost felt like I was on a ship. I was on the floor messing with something.
The man asked me, "Do you know what tastes better? The hot chocolate powder from the flying birds or the birds on the ground?"
(Wdf?)
He meant, what tastes better, this hot chocolate powder from this company, or this powder from this company.
"Well," I said. "The bird in the air's powder tastes not like chocolate at all. It's just disgusting. I tried it, and my hot chocolate still tasted like milk.
"The bird on the ground's hot chocolate, however, is the way to go. It's perfect."
The man nodded, and closed the door.