Cultural festival

It was time to get on the bus. The bus that takes us to the cultural festival. On the way I was thinking. Thinking about how I'm going to do this. We arrived at the stadium and it was cold. Dark and cold. We went inside straight away because we were the first performers. It was also cold and inside. But it wasn't dark. We had to get into our lines before we walked back stage. Everybody was talking so we weren't allowed to go until we were. We were back stage and ready to go on. The hosts came out and started the show. They started talking about us. It was a queue for us to go on stage. We started walking on stage, bright lights shining down on us. Our lines were a bit messy but we sorted them out. We performed great. After we got off stage we walked up the stairs, sat down and watched the rest of the show.