When I was sixteen years old, one of my closest friends asked me to join her to a party in the Matrixx, which she won free tickets for. It was a carnival themed party and we were supposed to dress up. After some contemplating, we decided to go as housekeepers, including a tiny black skirt and the necessary cleaning accessories. I still remember very well that we were sitting in the train, and I asked her what kind of party we were actually heading to. “A Hardstyle party, didn’t you know?”

After this night I was hooked. The atmosphere, the people, the crazy laser show… I never experienced something like this before. Everyone was just so nice. When we walked out of the venue I felt so sad, and it was at that exact moment that I decided to forever join this group to Hardstyle parties.

Soon after this I met my boyfriend, who was a die hard Hardstyle lover as well. I joined him and his friends to every possible party, still sixteen at that time. I never took into consideration that I actually wasn’t supposed to be there; it was just too much fun.

Now, more than 8 years later, I still love it. There are few parties that I haven’t been to yet and I’m not planning on having my last one anytime soon. The scene might have been changed over the years, and even though most of my friends are done with it, my happy feeling will forever be linked to this music.