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I knew that sooner or later I had to make my way downtown. But I had not known that it would mean that I had to make the road.  People said I couldn't go downtown. I was given powers to make my own roads. I used my powers to make roads to any of whom that need to go down town. I made the road almost a thousand miles. Just as this girl named Vanessa Carlton was singing wanting to go downtown. My mission was set. I had to help this girl get to her downtown. She soon made a song of my triumph, helping her get downtown.

Music was pounding my head. The intensity of the music was so intense. I thought the music couldn't get any more intense. When a group of people came on the stage and pushed the DJ off of his podium. Music stopped. But not for long. Getting on the stage the two DJs started playing sounds. Sounds started to play, mixing as the group was setting up. The group of people had set up a bunch of lights to illuminate the DJs. The beat was intoxicating. Next thing I knew they played darude sandstorm and the club became even more rambunctious. The crowd became mad as a hatter. Hands being thrown up in the air hailing the group.