The reasons were unknown.
The happiness ended.
The confusion was for a second.
The horror was traumatizing.
The screams were heard.
The cries were muffled.
The smiles disappeared.
The laughing stopped.
The happy hugs turned into scared.
The simple 'I'm heading home' phone calls turned into 'People died' calls.
The parents that dropped their kids off can now never pick them up again.
The 'Bye, see you later' turned into 'This is the last time'.
The 'I love you's' turned into 'never forget me's'.
The happy girl on stage turned into 'I want to quite my career'.
Every music fandom went from the playful 'Well never be friends because you're an Arianator!' turned into 'We're family, we'll get you back on your feet'.
The music fandoms that never helped others turn into the ones holding each other up.
The fandoms that would never cry for another fandom broke down when they read what happened.
The haters went quiet.
The stans went quiet.
The fans went quiet
The KatyCats went quiet.
The Belibers went quiet.
The Mixers went quiet.
The Harmonizers went quiet.
The Camilizers went quiet.
The Swifties went quiet.
The Hooligans went quiet.
The 5sos Fam went quiet.
The Beyhive went quiet.
The Smilers went quiet.
The Megatrons went quiet.
The Rihanna Navy went quiet.
The Directioners went quiet.
The Selenators went quiet.
The Lovatics went quiet.
The Mendes Army went quiet....
Everyone went quiet.
The only thing you could hear was every fandom sniffling and standing up. Extending their hands to every Arianator, and lending shoulders to those who needed it.
All music fandoms realized that at the end of the day...we're all just one family, just mixed differently.
