Date: Sat, 08 Jun 1996 23:26:18 -0700
From: DeSantis <email@example.com>
Subject: My First Rave
Hello All!! I want to share with everyone reading my first rave experience. It all
started June 12, 1994. I was 6 months pregnant, and this guy handed me a Natural High
flyer and I was like, "What's a rave?" He told me all about it, and I wanted to go
soooo bad. So I hooked up with a ride with these people I met through the dude who gave
me the flyer. It was in Portland, Oregon during the Rose Festival, and there were
hundreds of people everywhere. We parked about 6 or 7 blocks from the warehouse it was
in, but 3 blocks away, I started to feel the bass. I was pretty nervous and all, being
pregnant. I was worried someone would slip me an unwanted drug, so I brought my own
water and whatnot, just to be safe.
When we finally arrived there, I saw all these ravers that I now consider to be my family. They were so nice and in awe of my protruding stomach. I payed my 12 bucks to get in, walked up some stairs, and at that moment, my life suddenly turned another direction. I was never the same again. The party was just starting, but already there were 100's of people! I walked around, checked the place out, and met so many new people. I never knew that strangers could be so friendly! I mean, anywhere else, clubs, etc...the people are a bunch of gangsters who just want to pick fights, but not here. I was amazed! Then I decided to dance. It was crazy! So many people tripped out on a pregnant raver!
I danced, danced, and danced. It really was a Natural High! I had never felt so accepted before. I even set my backpac somewhere, and 7 hours later, it was still there, unopened and unharmed! I even met one of the DJ's that was mixing that night cuz he heard of a pregnant raver in the crowd. I talked to me for hours. I can't remember his name. I don't think that I ever even caught it, but just to know he actually seeked me out in the crowd was totally cool. After talking to him, I decided that I wanted to become a DJ like him.
Anyway, I'm getting off track...The party was getting so intense around 3 a.m. I was hungry, and I brought a bag of Chips Ahoy, and I ended up passing out cookies to some tired and hungry ravers. They were so greatful, I was thanked a billion times. I had fruit roll ups too, and a guy on acid thought I was feeding him fruit flavored paper. I even saw someone having a conversation with my cookie! It was pretty crazy! Soon I ended up downstairs in the ambiant chill room, sitting on a couch while a beautiful guy stroked my stomach, and talked about how wonderful it was for me to be creating a new life. I still talk to him to this day. :) Then the sun started to come up, and I was exausted and needed to sleep. I got phone #'s of the incredible people I had met, and left with 20 or so flyers for up coming parties. That rave changed my life. Completly. I had my baby, if you're wondering, a little girl I named Autumn Kayla. She's 2 now, and quite a handful! I live in Seattle now, and try to rave at least 1 or 2 times a month. It's hard with a baby, but I have my mom to thank for babysitting! Thanks Mom! I love you!
I'm learning how to DJ through a friend now. I plan to make raves a part of my everyday life. Nothing can ever compare to the vibes I feel attending one. I only hope that they don't get overrated when Autumn gets old enough to attend. So, keep it real. PLUR are words to live by. In 10 years, I still want to be raving, WITH my daughter, and any other kids I might have. But it all relys on the people! The DJ's, the dancers, the people who kick back and let the music flow through their soul. Introduce more and more people to it. I've taken so many people to their first rave, and all fell in love with them, and thanked me later on.
Well, thanks for taking the time to read my testimonial. Fell free to email me with any words of wisdom! My homepage is in its conception right now. It will be full of pictures, poems, links, and whatever I can cram into it. I think I'm going to call it SuNnY DaZe. watch for it!:)
anyway! I'm gone! Peace!!!!
p.s. if you're wondering, I didn't take any tabs or hits or anything of anything at that rave. And to anyone doing drugs while their pregnant, think about what a few minutes or hours of personal ecstacy could do to a lifetime. You can do what you want to YOUR body, but NOT your childs!