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Hi my name is Carmela. I am extremely happy to actually have the opportunity to post My Bieber Experience. Let me start off by saying since 2009, I have been a dedicated belieber . I always have been known as, “Carmela the girl who’s in love with that Bieber kid.” My friends thought I was crazy, my parents still think I’m crazy but as Justin once said, “ ‘They’re not too obsessed. Nah, you know, I think my fans are really supportive and I’m glad that I have really devoted fans.” I simply can’t stress this enough, I love Justin Drew Bieber. This is the story of my dream of meeting Justin had finally came true. I was sitting at my computer at 10am with my dad, refreshing Ticketmaster. Justin Bieber was coming to MY neighborhood. Here I am, freaking out, while my dad is concentrated on finding the cheapest tickets. To be honest, at that point I didn’t care. I just wanted to be able to see Justin live. We bought four tickets at $90 each. They were in section 217 at Barclays Center in Brooklyn, New York. I called my 3 friends and screamed as loud as possible. And I thought this was good . A few months later, my uncle invited my cousins and I to a Brooklyn Nets basketball game at Barclays Center. My uncle’s sister happens to work at the Barclays Center and brought us into the Owner’s Suite . Ok this might sound off topic but this has to do with my Bieber experience, trust me. I was talking to my uncle’s sister and she mentioned how Justin Bieber was coming to the Barclays Center and how crazy it was going to be. I think I scared her when I jumped up and said, “IM GOING TO THAT CONCERT.” By the end of the night, she gave me her email telling me to email her to talk about the Bieber concert. I automatically knew something good was going to happened. I emailed her the next morning telling her where my seats were. I checked my email every single day and got NO REPLY. All I thought was, “That’s it, she’s ignoring me.” I tried telling myself that she is a very busy person and probably won’t reply for a while. After a couple of weeks, she finally emailed me back. I opened the email just to read, “Hi Carmela! I’m trying very hard to see what I might be able to do. The concert is sold out but I will try my best! ” Great. That was it. My dream was destroyed. I lost all hope. After a little I started to realize I was lucky enough to even be going to his concert, not every belieber has this opportunity. But my story is NOT over yet. The day before the concert I decided to check my email just to see if I had any emails. Ya know the usual. This time, I got an email from the lady. I opened it and it said, “Carmela I have 4 suite tickets for tomorrow! You and your friends are welcome to come. We will have a great view of JB! xoxo.” THIS MADE ME GO CRAZY. I was going to be decently close to Justin sitting in a suite, which was pretty cool because I was originally sitting at the very peak of the stadium. My friends and I were happy beyond belief. My day was finally here, November 12th, 2012. My friends and I spent the whole day getting ready. We were so excited words cannot explain. We got to the arena 3 hours early (just because of how anxious we were) and my dad dropped my friends and I off in front of the VIP entrance because we were supposed to meet the lady there since our tickets were inside. There were about 50-60 other fans waiting outside the VIP entrance with the hope of someone letting them in. I showed the security and workers the email that the lady sent me and they put ONLY my friends and I aside and said, “These girls are the only ones allowed in as of now.” Girls were screaming, crying and planning ways to sneak in. I felt so bad because I once knew how they felt. All I was saying was, “IMAGINE we meet him. Just imagine.” But I never, ever thought it would actually happen…. Then I saw my uncle’s sister walking through the crowd entering through VIP. I quickly tapped her shoulder and she said, “Oh sweetie you can come in later but I can’t bring you in now.” I then saw her daughter and her daughter’s friends inside and I knew that something was going on. I looked at her and begged, “Please, omg, PLEASE.” She told me she would “see what she could do.” She went inside and came back within 5 minutes. “Come with me,” she said. I watched as all the girls surrounding me looked at me and my friends as if we were the worst people on the planet. We walked into the building and I asked the obvious question, “Are we meeting Justin?” The lady said, “Well, that’s the plan!” THAT’S THE PLAN. THAT IS THE PLAN. That line repeated in my head over and over and over. My friends and I tried so hard to contain ourselves because we were in the presence of like billionaires. Everything was happening so fast. A week ago, we had the worst seats in the arena. The day before, we had pretty decent seats. Today, we are meeting him. We were then escorted to the basement of Barclays Center into a private room . People kept coming in and out to give us updates on when to come out. We didn’t have meet and greet wristbands or anything. We were just going to get in because of my uncle’s sisters position. “This is crazy.” “Is this real life?” That’s all we kept saying. We waited anxiously until some guy finally called us out. We all went behind the meet and greet and saw everyone who was on the line for the m&g. We then saw Justin. With our own two eyes. Justin’s crew was there and everything. Everything was happening so fast. We turned the corner of the black curtain and there he was. The most perfect human being on planet earth. He was so perfect he almost looked fake. It was shocking to see someone who I’ve seen on TV or on my computer screen for the past 3 years and now he was right in front of me. I walked in I stood next to him. His photographer was showing him one of the meet and greet picture he took and in the picture he was making a funny face. He goes, “Ahaha yo that’s hysterical!” and he had the cutest little giggle in the world. He then wrapped his arm around my waist and we took the picture. I turned to him and we just stared in each others eyes for a good 10 seconds. Then he hugged me and I just said to him the only words that could come out of my mouth, “I love you.” Over and over again. The thing that sucked about the meet and greet was that they rush you out. I then smiled and said to him “You’re perfect oh my god.” He was so sweet. He said to my cousin, “Come here sweetie,” so that she was in front of him for the picture. He told us we were so sweet and to enjoy the show. Then to top it off, walking backstage we ran into Cody Simpson and Jaden Smith! Cody passed us and said, “Hey ladies!” and Jaden who was down the hallway was jumping up and down waving saying, “HEYYYYY!!!!” This was honestly the best day of my life. If you haven’t met Justin yet, all I could say is never stop believing, because dreams clearly do come true. -@carmelaaxo Visit link: Hi my name is Carmela. I am extremely happy to actually have the…
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