I am currently writing this at 1:20 am March 8th, 2021. This is something that I need to get off my chest. Now I'm not looking for any sympathy or snobby remarks this is just something that I feel I need to do for myself.
On September 28th 2017, my mother, 2 friends, and I had packed ourselves into a car and made the long drive from Reno, NV to Las Vegas. The Route 91 Harvest Festival was something my mother and her friends had gone to since it began in 2014. This however my my first time going to Vegas in general. Our plan was to stay in Vegas from the 28th to the 2nd and we did just that, but with a horrible memory at the end of out adventure.
We were staying at the Escaliber Hotel right across from the Route 91 venue. It was my mother, her bestfriend, and me staying a room while the rest of our group that we had met there stayed throughout the hotel.
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Angell and I(my mothers bestfriend)
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Jessica(my mother)
We had arrived on the 28th late at night so there wasn't much to see yet. In the morning you could see from our room, looking out the window, the stage where several men and women would be singing in the nights to come. I was 16 at the time so there wasnt much for me to actually do there but I begged my mother to take me with her. Even though we did find stuff to do throughout the days, my nights were lonely. We didn't have the money for another wristband so that I could go.
Even though I couldn't be down with everyone else I could still hear and see everything.
On October 1st my mother and Angell had gone to look for scalpers (people who sell tickets or in this case wristbands for less then they were originally priced or for more). They however couldn't find any that day. These scalpers had been out selling since the day we had gotten to Vegas and yet there was none all of a sudden. I feel like I should've taken it as a sign, that we weren't supposed to go that night.
That night at first was like any other. Loud and happy and full of fun and laughter. But then at 10pm, it was like a switch was flipped. I was sitting in the window watching the performances like I had the previous nights when all of a sudden, there was the sound of fireworks.
