Walkingdeadpewdiepie

I'm in a play called "Oklahoma" and today we took pictures for the newspaper at a ranch.
          	
          	But today there was a storm coming so we had to take them quick. So we took the pictures and started to walk back.
          	Then the drama started. 
          	The wind started picking up making my dress flow. A boy was holding onto his hat so it wouldn't fly off. A woman was holding her child's hand, guiding her to the cars. It looked like we were a family in the west in 1904 heading into our storm cellar.
          	
          	When we got back to the cars so we could drive to the theatre, my sister and I were freaking out(in the good fangirlish way) about what just happened.
          	
          	I loved it.

Walkingdeadpewdiepie

I'm in a play called "Oklahoma" and today we took pictures for the newspaper at a ranch.
          
          But today there was a storm coming so we had to take them quick. So we took the pictures and started to walk back.
          Then the drama started. 
          The wind started picking up making my dress flow. A boy was holding onto his hat so it wouldn't fly off. A woman was holding her child's hand, guiding her to the cars. It looked like we were a family in the west in 1904 heading into our storm cellar.
          
          When we got back to the cars so we could drive to the theatre, my sister and I were freaking out(in the good fangirlish way) about what just happened.
          
          I loved it.