A room so silent you could hear every breath of every person. You could feel the excitement in the air. You could hear the whispers of the girls, the whispers of the guys, the whispers of every Yellowcard fan in the building. The room was small, not to small just intimate enough for us feel as if Ryan Key, the lead singer was singing to each and everyone of us. All of a sudden lights were dimming, you hear walking on the stage. In a moments flash, the bright lights are on and every single living soul in the building was going crazy. Yellowcard is very alternative rock kind of band. They have been my favorite band since I was in High School. They became one of my favorites because there music just spoke to me at a time of desperation. Their song, “Believe” is one thing that is probably the reason why I am still alive to this day. Getting the chance to actually see the band that has inspired me to do so many great things was just a dream, or so I thought. My brother was in town one night and he was asking me if I would ever go to Denver with him to see Yellowcard, I said yes, not thinking he was serious. But just a couple of short months later my brother calls and asks me if I was still interested, I screamed like a little girl. What was once a dream was actually becoming reality. September 2013 was finally here! I was so excited to take the road trip to Spearfish to meet my brother and take off early the next morning. As I was working that day all I could think about was four o'clock rolling around so I could clock out and take off for Spearfish. I did not think time could move any slower than it did that day. Once my time to clock out had come, I was off, like a herd of wild cheetahs. Of course on the night that I just wanted to get to Spearfish, the weather was just horrible. I had never seen it rain so hard, there were times that I was going forty-five miles an hour. I do not think I actually hit seventy-five until the last sev