The best day of my life

  What colors are your memories have? I think that memories always have some colors which remind good old times past. I feel a longing for winds and smells or some other things sometimes. For me, the best day of my life was last summer. The memory makes me happy at all time. I want to talk about it but on the other hand I hesitate about. The dream often says that you should not tell someone but keep it a secret. If you tell your dream to another, the dream cannot be a dream that comes true. In that matter, I am confused now. So today, I am going to write about the second best day of my life.

 In June 18, 2012, I watched a band's live performance. The singer’s name is Clearnero. They are based in Tokyo but they come from Kumamoto. So they had a live concert in Kumamoto. I have never gone anyone’s live concert till that time. The day before, I could not sleep well because I was so excited. On the very day of the live concert, I was in a fidget at the beginning. I looked forward to the day when I saw them but a strange thing happened. How could I have forgotten my ticket of all things? I noticed it thirty minutes before the live concert would begin. If I went home for a moment, I would never be in time. I wanted to cry. Then a woman who was standing by me asked me if I needed a ticket. I was surprised. She said that she had an extra ticket because her friend could not come. So she gave it to me for free. I could enter the live concert for the first song. I am grateful to her even now. The live house as narrow and I could watch them from close up. Their performance was so good and I was moved to tears by their songs. The most delightful thing is shaking hands with them. I did not think that I could do such a thing with them because I had butterflies in my stomach. In fact, I do not remember what I said to them at the time because my mind had gone blank. And yet how I feel then is remind with bright colors. I can remember whenever I want to. I can meet them whenever I can.

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