"If you truly wish to be with me, know this..." He whispers into the darkness while holding me, "I will control you, command you and tell you what to do." I remember how my eyes burst wide open and I tried to pull free. I completely freaked out. Who...
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It was December when our village got a new youth worker and the church had started to plan all sorts of gatherings and things together with the village to... Uh. I believe they said, "to activate the young'uns."
So the notice board filled up with different types of activities and I saw Aron staring at it once during recess.
"Something caught your eye?" I asked and he nodded towards a music festival poster. I had never thought about God or such. My family was not particularly religious. Grandma listened to the sermon through a radio on Sundays. But my mum? No.
"It could be fun?" He wonders and reads the poster outloud to me. Three days and 200 kilometers away.
"I'll sign up if you want to go." I say and pick up the pen from my bag. He thinks of it for a moment and then turns to me,
"Yea, let's go." As soon as we had signed up Tobias and Pia came by being curious what we were hanging around the notice board for. Pia notices our names on the list and reads the poster.
"Hey, I wanna go too." She exclaims and takes a pen from my hand. Tobias reads the poster over her head and nods approvingly,
"Put my name down too." He agrees and offers a cigarette to Aron who quickly catches it and kisses me before rushing off.
The Festival was arranged by the church, evangelical lutheran church and this was as I understood the third time running. It was aiming to be a once a year thing. The sign up had a maximum of 30 people, minimum of 10 so the trip would be made. After we four signed up the list hit up 30 names within two days. I doubt we had anything to do with it other than people got courage to write their names down.
The festival was to take place at a fairground with two massive buildings. And across the three days there would be different types of programs, but what I was most interested in was the concerts in the evenings of course.
Our village youth worker had reserved us a classroom from the local school to sleep in. Apparently it was normal and everyone should have their own sleeping bags to take with them. Not gonna lie, it sounded quite curious to me.
The bus was to leave from the front of the church on Friday morning, early morning. Aron stayed overnight with me as it was way easier for his parents who did not need to wake up at 5am to drive him there.
We carried our bags and sleeping bags to the church yard where the bus, the youth worker and a bunch of other kids from our school were waiting. We put our belongings in the carrier hold below and stepped inside the bus after the youth worker took our names and memorized our faces. She was not playing around!
Pia was waving to us from the back of the bus and we made our way to them. I noticed that Matt and Christa had decided to join us on this trip and somehow I got a bad feeling about this. Aron decided that we should sit on the opposite side, not behind or in front of those two which I appreciated greatly.
