The floor was vibrating. I was singing, but couldn't hear my voice. I was leaning into the chair, I could not keep myself up. Every time I closed my eyes I only saw orange and dots of black. I thought God was talking to me, just like the pastor said. But it was nothing, i was hoping for something grand. So I could tell , well more like brag, but it never happened.

The room fell quiet every few seconds and each time I would listen to the rain drops that made such a beautiful sound every time a raindrop hit the roof. The same sound i'm hearing now, sitting next to the window.

Singing was to start again, I rose up quickly. I was singing my heart out and then I heard the guy next to me sing. I knew him just a little bit and was happy that he told me he was going to sit with me. He just sang, but every time he sang I stopped to listen. He didn't sing that great or loud, but they way he sang just made me want to cry. It was so beautiful.

I just wanted to share that. I needed to practice my describing.