Entering the theater felt like I was entering a sacred space. The theater size was big enough to contain an event yet small enough to house an intimate performance. The Usher lead me to the front row, right center of the story that was going to be portrayed before me. Everyone was buzzing with excitement, looking at the scenery set before us of beds and a snowfall backdrop, wondering how the props will work into the plot of the play. When the lights dimmed, signaling the show was about to start, the theater fell silent. A feeling of excitement came over me, not knowing what type of story will unfold before my eyes.
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Preparing for the play was a rehearsal in it's own. My friend and I had gotten ready together, eating pizza as we put on our makeup and dresses. During this time we had a conversation about our day and events that was going to happen over the weekend. Attending the performance together felt as an unique event, one that we had not yet experienced together. We chatted with our seat neighbors on our thoughts of the performance at intermission. After the performance we were able to discuss more of what we thought of the play, bringing about meaningful conversation that we would not have had if we did not experience the theater together.