Miley Cyrus Tickets Essay Contest

The last few months have been horrible. First, I found out my sister, Jan(30), has thyroid cancer. We had a vacation planned for Mexico so she decided to wait until we got back to get her Thyroid removed. We left on April 4. While we were gone, my brother, Tyler(26) found out he had a hernia and needs to have surgery.

We were on our way home on the 13. My dad and sisters, Kami(32) and Marijka(15), were driving ahead in the truck and trailor and the rest of us were going to catch up along the way in the van. We came around a corner and saw dust settling from an accident that had just happened. A trailor was smashed upside down and mangled with belongings scattered everywhere. The truck had rolled 3 times and was smashed to pieces. It was our truck and trailor. We stopped and ran over. There was no movement from the truck and I thought everyone was dead. Finally my dad got out of the truck and I saw Marijka. Kami stuck her hand out the window to let us know she was alive.

The first few cars to come upon the scene were a doctor, a nurse and an EMT. Talk about luck. The doctor called for life flight. He thought Kami’s legs had been amputated. Luckily, they were still attatched but badly cut. Three ambulances were called and everyone was transported to the Fillmore hospital. My dad and Marijka were discharged with scrapes and bruises. The doctors worked on Kami for seven hours. With a doctor working on each knee, it took over two hours just to clean and sew them up. She was discharged around midnight and we finally got home about 4am Monday morning.

Jan was having surgery that Tuesday, so we were up bright and early at 8:30 am Monday morning to get the house ready for the sick and afflicted. We spent all day monday cleaning and taking care of the injured. On Tuesday, my parents took Jan to Ogden for her surgery and I stayed home to take care of Kami.

On Wednesday, some of us went back to Fillmore to see what could be salvaged from the remains of our RV. We were very blessed by everything we recovered. We also found out that the lugnuts had come loose on the back tires and that is what caused the trailor to fishtail which caused the rollover.

Jan came home on Wednesday night in terrible pain. She went to bed and my mom and I spent the night tending to our patients. That night we had the washer going and heard a strange noise. We thought someone was vaccuuming but it turned out our washing machine is dying. Super great! On Thursday, Kami had an MRI on her knee and there is still metal and debris inside. She has to get into a specialist who will probably have to cut her open again.

Jan went to the doctor that Friday and found out she needed to have radiation. We woke up on Friday morning to a freezing house and our furnace had broken. We called the repairmen and they were to come at 3. Finally, at 5 we called them and they didn’t have us in their computer. Eventually, someone showed up and got it fixed. On Saturday we were finally able to settle down a bit. Until my mom, who is still recovering from a major surgery on her shoulder (the second surgery since Marijka and her were in a serious accident and totalled her van 8 months ago,) was in with Jan and tried to stand up and her back had gone out. We add one more patient to our ever growing list.

My brother had surgery on his hernia on Monday so we had have yet another patient to tend to. My poor dad is very sore and in a daze. He is in bad mental shape and blames himself for the accident. Overwhelmed from financial and family worries, he collapsed on Friday morning and spent the whole day in bed and we didn’t see him until Saturday afternoon.
Jan had radiation on May 9, my birthday. She had to drink it and spend the weekend in isolation. When she went back to the doctor for a body scan a few weeks later, it showed the cancer hadn’t spread.
Things finally seemed to be settling down until a few weeks ago when I got a phone call at 4 in the morning. Jan was having horrible stomach pains. We went to the ER and she ended up having emergency gallbladder surgery. A week after the surgery she went to the doctor and had infection in her incisions.
Meanwhile, my dog got really sick. He had a rare form of Anemia and had to have an emergency blood transfusion. I was beside myself. He is my baby. Luckily, over the next few days both my dog and sister started feeling better.
Things have been going smoother in the family for now and we are keeping our fingers crossed that nothing else happens.
Tonight is Saturday night and everyone is getting ready for bed. I am praying things will keep getting better and then I see my family and know that it couldn’t get any better than having them all alive and here with me. It is hard to complain when I know how blessed I am that all my family is safe and alive. We truly have angels looking over us.

Although this essay is to be written explaining why I think I deserve free Miley Cyrus tickets, I’m not exactly writing for that reason. I do not in anyway think I deserve tickets, but I am hoping that this essay will be taken into consideration as an acceptable entry. I will explain why in the remainder of this essay.

About a year ago, a boy came up to me at a school dance. Never had a guy come up to me and just started a conversation for no reason. After talking to him for a while, I started to like him, not because of looks, but because of his personality. I had never felt comfortable around guys, let alone talking to them. There was something about him though, that made me feel like I could talk and be near him without being nervous.

I continued to have feelings for hime throughout the remainder of the school year. I did not see much of him in school, but when I did my heart would race. Summer came, and I rarely saw him. About a month before school started again, we started to hang out. We became very close, and people were starting to say we should date. Together, we played basketball and video games. At his house, we would throw pillows at each other and eat the left over cookie dough his mom would allow us to eat. We weren’t together, but there was no way you could tell by the way we were. He became more of a boyfriend than just a bestfriend. Whenever I was upset, his shoulder was always there for me to lean or cry on. We would sit there and joke around, I would go to his baskeball games, he would bring me to see my horse. I don’t trust people easily, but he was the one person I felt like I could tell anything and everything to. Hugging him, I felt like there was no place that I could feel any safer.

He was bringing me home oneday, and leaned over and kissed me. I fell head-over-heels in love with him at that moment. We spent even more time together, and we would watch one show when watching TV, Hannah Montana. Episode after episode, we would watch, learning the songs by heart. He always said how he would do anything to be able to see Miley Cyrus in person, even if it was just in concert, he didn’t mind if he never got to officially meet her.

Then something happened between us happened, though I’m not sure what. People told him I was just using him, and he believed it. He has not talked to me more than a few sentences since December.

I entered this essay contest not for me, but for him. He was always there for me, and was my savior when life was getting me down. Friends, family, school, and everything else was going downhill for me. He kept pulling me back up. Not because he felt he had to, but because he wanted to. If I was to receive the free tickets, I would be giving them to him, because he means the world to me and I love him to death, and without him I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I would be the person that I was for six years, depressed, hurt, untrusting. I didn’t write this essay so I had a chance for him to talk to me again, but so he can see what he has done for me and what he truly means to me.

Thank you for taking the time to read my essay. It is greatly appreciated, and thought it isn’t exactly what is required, I hope it will be accepted. Thank you again.

Since I can remember, my little sister and I have idolized Miley Cyrus. It was a way for us to connect.
When I was two years old my parents divorced. My mom packed her things along with my brother and me and left our childhood memories in North Carolina to fly out here to Utah. Here she met an old friend she knew from North Carolina. He seemed like an alright guy at the moment. He and my mom started dating and soon enough he asked her for her hand in marriage. She accepted. My brother and I soon came to deal with the fact that he was cruel and sadly impossible to get love out of. It turned out, this man knew me and my brother’s previous father and was aware of the fact him and my mother were married. It also turned out he asked my mother to marry him before my dad, but my mom turned him down previously to marry my father instead of him. I guess my brother and I were making up for his lost envy, and we were paying for it dearly. Every mistake we made, we would usually get beaten for. From a spilt glass of orange juice to arguing with each other we learned we could never escape the wrath of his belt. His rage seemed uncontrollable even. The beatings weren’t that bad. (Usually he was just hitting us with a belt on the butt)Fathers spank their children from time to time when they do something horrible, but not for every little mistake, plus it’s against the law to hit children in anyway if they are not your real children. (Which my brother and I didn’t know at the time) These beatings went on for me and
One day, my mother and step dad called my brother and me into the living room. My mom told us that our dad had been murdered. He was shot to death up in the mountains of North Carolina at a gun range. The following week my step dad beat my brother so badly with the belt my brother had black, purple and blue bruises all up his side caused by the tip of the belt. From his knee up to his under arm. I remember sitting in my room listening to my brother scream. That man had beaten my brother so hard he was panting coming up the stairs. That was enough for my mom. She called my grandpa to fly out from North Carolina. When he arrived. My mom and him told my step dad if he ever laid another hand on my brother or me they would lock him up for good. My step dad has despised my brother and since then. Along with my mom. For reasons I absolutely cannot comprehend, my mother stayed with him. Although I know she loves us without a doubt.
I am fifteen now. My brother is sixteen, my younger half sister is nine and my younger half brother is eight. My step dad is a wonderful father to his two children. He still despises my brother and I, but we have gotten along fine with out him. In all my years he has never bought or provided anything for my brother or me. Never one present on our birthdays or Christmas, although he buys my younger siblings presents everyday of the week. My mom has gotten so much stronger over the years. I even have come to idolize her. My step dad has not bought her one thing over the past couple years. He thinks everything is everyone else’s fault. That he is perfect and could never be a problem. He has never tried to love anyone or anything, and I could go on forever but will not due to the fact that he has filed for a divorce. My mom has always thought of the idea but has never taken any action towards this because she is always wanting to work on problems and bring love into the home. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and deserves so much more than she is getting. The divorce has to be done though sadly, and now my little sister and brother have to go through the same thing my older brother and I did. The stadium of Fire has always been a tradition for my family and I. It’s been a fun way to bring us closer together. This year we cannot go though, due to lawyer fees. It would be such a miracle if we could continue this family tradition, we need it now more than ever.

Last year, I met the one person that changed my life. It was at a school dance, he came up to me and started talking to me. I met him and his brother, and I started to hang out with him. He became more of a boyfriend to me than just a friend. We played basketball together, played video games. Throwing pillows at each other and eating cookie dough before his mom put the rest in the oven brought us closer. I liked him more and more, then fell head-over-heels in love with him when he kissed me for the first time. Hugging him, I felt as if nothing bad could ever happen, that the last six years of my life, the six years that made my life go downhill, he made me forget all of that. He made me feel wanted.

We would watch TV together sometimes, and when we did, it was always Hannah Montana. We would watch episode after episode, and learned almost every somg by heart. He would constantly tell me that he would do anything to see Miley Cyrus in person, even if it was just in a concert, he wouldn’t care if he didn’t get to meet her.

My husband is currently deployed to the Middle East for the fifth or sixth time (honestly, I’ve lost count).  As a soldier, I understood the drive behind his determination to serve his country with honor.  But as a wife and mother to his child, I miss him incredibly.  He is honestly my stronger, better half.
I often hear comments like “oh, well at least it gets easier”, or “I don’t know how you do it.”  The truth is, it doesn’t get easier and I do it day by day and sometimes minute by minute.  During his previous deployments, he was active army.  This time, he is with the Utah National Guard and instead of being on some foreign military base; I’m home with my family; which is truly a blessing.
Unfortunately, things happen and life changes.  A month after my husband left, my grandfather died.  The man who was invincible and omnipresent was no longer, my one constant in life is gone.  Not long after we buried him, I paid a visit to the doctor and discovered that I could have multiple sclerosis.  Along with this news came medical test after medical test and more uncertainty.
There are days where I wish I could just curl up in a ball and sleep the next 9 months away.  But my six year old needs his mommy, so that option is unavailable.  I’m determined to not focus on the negativities that seem to find me and be the parent that my son deserves.
Before my husband left, he took our son to see the Blue Man Group in Orlando, Las Vegas, and in Salt Lake City.  Though it won’t be the same without dad being there, we are looking forward to seeing them in Provo, too.  It is things like the Freedom Festival that bring a sense of normalcy to a universe that is all but normal for us.  And if there are shorter, immediate benchmarks to look forward to, it makes the time go by so much faster.
Regardless of whom the tickets are given to, thank you for your generosity.

well i think i should get the ticket(s)because shes sssssssssssoooooooo awesome but, i have never ever been to one of her concerts before and my mom was going to get some tickets for my bithday present!!! but they were too much! i wanted to get the tickets ssoo badly!! but you know!!! so i thought it be really cool to acually see her in person!! but i think its ok if you dont pick me!!! but it would be my dream to go to one of her concerts!!! my brother also wanted to go to the blue mans group!!! not as bad as i want to go to the stadium of fire though. but i think i might have a chance of going!!!!!even though i dont have that many things of her,to me she still rocks!!!

My eight year old little girl is a huge Miley Cyrus/Hannah fan! She is such a good girl and is so sweet. She deserves these tickets because she works hard all day being my helper with her little brother. I have recently started online college courses and so she helps with him while I study. She deserves to do something that she will thoroughly enjoy! The other thing, is that I am trying to find as many fun things for her to do while she still can. She has a rare form of muscular dystrophy that effects the arms and legs. I have the same condition as it runs in the family, but it didn’t really affect me until I was 17. She’s just a little girl! What it does is it causes the muscles to deteriorate over time, which causes weakness and a lot of pain- consequently making it hard to stand for any length of time. She is doing great right now but who knows for how long. That is why I want her to be able to do things that she will absolutely love, such as this while she still can. I have tried to enter her for other things, telling her story and hoping that people would open their hearts to her but no one has yet. I entered her to win a trip to Disney Land a little while back which we did not win, but this would top even that! Just to sum up how much of a fan she is, she watches Hannah Montana every day, she has a Hannah poster in her room, Hannah clothes, Hannah shoes, Hannah bedding, a Hannah play stage with a Hannah doll, and an mp3 player loaded with nothing but Hannah songs. She of course likes her as Miley as well, but every little girl wants to be a Pop Star!

I believe I deserve the tickets because I want to best friends with my soon to be stepdaughter. I’m not buying her friendship, just showing her that I care, and showing her dad that both of them are very important to me.

Her name is Leah Carter. She’s a great little girl and loves Hanna Montana, she’s got posters in her room, clothes and accesories. She knows all the songs, very impressive for a little 6-year-old girl.

She’s dying to go, it would be an awesome experience for her and me, and having some quality, getting to know each other better time.

It would really make my day and hers if we win these tickets. Please give me a chance to show her I care.

The “ah-ha” moments and smiles of other people is what motivates her to get up every day and go to work where a classroom of kids have high expectations. Their hands ached as those writing muscles got a workout in her writing class. And she helped the kids to improve their state writing scores incredibly as they worked so hard! Under her direction, students created essays to send to BYU, to the Governor, to a pen-pal in New Zealand, to NASA… changing their world one page at a time. She led her school to participate in and WIN the 2007 BYU Elementary School Races, bringing the school its first huge trophy to display in the office. She taught German after school every week, and kids age 7-12 explored all aspects of a different language and culture. She increased reading scores for her kids by whole grade levels, and when she taught them how to discuss their books deeply, they didn’t want to stop! She honored 12 sixth grade scholars with nominations and awards to participate in a Youth Leadership Conference in Washington, D.C. She was fun and exciting for the kids, teaching them manners along the way. She created a classroom full of traditions and order, from learning a class dance, to reciting quotes from Aristotle. Each scholar felt included in a community of democracy as each scholar was responsible for a job in the class, and was paid for it weekly. They learned supply and demand, bartering, and investing through a class store. She helped create vivid backdrops and scenery for the sixth graders’ production of Peter Pan. She understands kids and helps them feel special, while feeling challenged to reach each scholar’s potential. Her high expectations in life and the classroom paid off when the kids were able to do more and learn more because of her ability to manage her classroom well and motivate them to rise to the occasions presented to them. She didn’t just teach, but she lived what she taught. This summer she even went to Florida to help take care of her uncle who is going through chemotherapy to fight his cancer. It’s no wonder she was nominated as teacher of the year at her school: Noah Webster Academy!

Once upon a time in a (not so) faraway land lived a beautiful 5-year-old
Princess named Annabelle. Princess Annabelle was extremely special! She was thoughtful, generous and kind to all. Everyday she helped The Queen immensely. Annabelle was good to her younger siblings, studied her lessons, practiced instruments and did her best to make everyone in the Royal Family happy. As July 4, 2008 approached, there was much excitement in the Kingdom! It was announced that “MC” was coming to perform. The Princess ever-so excited, for she LOVED “MC”! Annabelle painstakingly chose the perfect outfit to wear, made plans for the performance, and talked and dreamed of nothing but the “Big Day” when she could see her favourite Star! However, to her extreme disappointment, The King was having difficulty securing his little Princess’ admission to the event. For you see, mean Ogres were hording all the tickets and refusing to release them unless people paid them outrageously, ridiculous amounts of gold. It was SAD! Many in the Kingdom, including the beautiful Princess, had heavy hearts. But then, with just days remaining until the concert, Princess Annabelle’s Fairy God-Mother came to the rescue!!! Using her amazing magical powers, The Fairy Godmother manifested herself in the form of a contest on Craigslist!!! Upon hearing about the contest, Princess Annabelle just KNEW she was meant to win the four tickets to MC…after all, it was posted by HER FAIRY GOD-MOTHER!! So, The Queen submitted a 299-word essay (on the Princesses behalf). And, of COURSE, Princess Annabelle was proclaimed the winner!!! She, and the royal family, attended the concert, had the BEST TIME OF THEIR LIVES, reduced gas prices to a mere .99 per gallon (oh wait, that’s an entirely DIFFERENT Fairy TALE), and lived Happily Ever After! The End!! (Thanks Fairy God-Mother(s)!:-)

What is it to deserve tickets to Miley Cyrus stadium of fire? I believe the one found most deserving may be the one who embodies best the spirit of this girl who has caught the love and attention of so many. But what does it really mean to embody the spirit of Miley Cyrus? Is it the person who knows all the words to all her songs? Is it the one who has the most Hannah posters in her room?
Who is Miley really? Some might say she is just the latest “big thing,” but those of us who have looked beyond the surface and beyond the trends, see someone genuine and sweet and real. We see someone with big passions and big dreams and talent and personality and a sincerity that permeates the TV screen. A person with many sides all beautifully, humanly portrayed in a way that millions of people are able to relate to and connect to and laugh and be inspired by.
Her parents named her Destiny Hope because they knew that it was her destiny to accomplish great things and touch people’s lives as she has gone on to do. As a foster parent to beautiful, struggling children, my big dream is to change the destinies of these kids and give them hope for a better future by exposing them to experiences they have not had the opportunity to have in the past. I hope that I reflect the spirit of Miley Cyrus by living my big dreams of helping hurt children and maybe catching the attention and respect of someone else, who in turn will be inspired to follow her dreams and perpetuate a growing web of hope, inspiration and believing in one’s self, that began when one little person with a big personality dared to follow her big dreams.
If I win these tickets, some young, hopeful, very deserving fans will have the opportunity to see in person one of their heroes, and maybe find a reflection of that big dreaming, fun loving, show rocking little girl, in their own selves.

I have been reading several of the essays already submitted and am awed at stories that are just as, if not more deserving of these tickets and a whole lot more. But it is a contest and so I will just let you know my story and leave you to the very hard decision ahead of you.

I am a widowed single mother of two boys ages 11 and 12. My husband died 7 years ago and we are actually doing really well. But it does put me into that single mom category that is hard emotionaly and financially. My youngest is a huge Hannah Montana fan and my older son is a huge fireworks fan so you see I would be hitting homeruns on both sides if I won these tickets. Five months ago I found out that my uncle was going to put my 17 year old cousin into foster care. I myself had been through the foster care system and was adopted into this great family at the age of 15. I couldn’t let what happened to me happen to another member of our family. It has been hard to say the least. What teenagers are easy? But one of the consequences of bringing another child into our home has been financial. We didn’t have a lot to begin with and dow really can no longer afford any extra’s. $1.00 movies and the park are about it. It would be a wonderful and greatly appreciated treat to be able to take the three of them to this wonderful event.

Again, I do not envy the decision you have to make. There are many people that deserve to have a nice thing happen to them. Best of luck in your decision.

i think that i should get the tickets because i want to see Blue Man group and take my sister to see Miley Cyrus and i won’t go and make up a sad story for you i won’t lie or cheat to stop someone from getting the tickets who deserves to get them and i won’t compalin once! about the contest if i don’t get them because if i don’t get them that means that some one else needed/deserved the tickets more than i did and i just want to see blue man group and take my sister to see Miley Cyrus just because i want her to go to a concert and show her how cool it is to be an older brother like me.

I do not want the tickets to necessarily see Miley Cyrus. I would love to see the Blue Man Group and the others too, but the main reason I would like the tickets is because I love the Fourth of July. I moved here from Ohio, and have never even heard of such a celebration like this one. I am the person you will hear singing the National Anthem at the beginning of events, holding my hand over my heart, with tears streaming down my cheeks even after the last note has passed away. When I first got the booklet in the mail describing the event, I devoured it from cover to cover, and knew it was something I wanted to attend if only once in my life. Then I started looking for tickets, and disheartened at their unavailability, I gave up. I still am excited about all of the other events during the month, but attending the Stadium of Fire would be the ultimate. I got to go to one BYU football game last fall, and was so impressed and touched and amazed that it seemed everyone was singing the National Anthem! I felt the waves of sincerity from the crowd flow over me until goosebumps took me over. From where I come, people seem to be detached unless the person singing is someone famous. It is the song and it’s meaning, and not the singer that touches me. I know that it would be the experience of a lifetime if I could be there, with a stadium full of people whose purpose is to celebrate our country, our freedoms, our strength and our goodness. I love this nation and it’s peoples, and want to be there to share and participate in this great commemoration with others who feel the same way.

I would love your Stadium of Fire tickets. I really wanted to buy some for my beautiful granddaughters, but alas, scalpers snapped them all up so quickly and we could never afford their prices.
The reason I most want my babies to be able to go, beyond that Miley Cyrus is their absolute favorite, is that they have had such a rough past year that I wanted to let them do something that made them happy again, even if for just a few hours. You see, the girls came to live with me in March last year because their parents were doing drugs and not taking care of them. When I got them the 5 year old could tell you how to cook up heroin “in a spoon and put in the shot to give mommy so she would get up”. Although the kids were absolutely neglected, they still love their parents and it has been very hard on them. They have also experienced another loss in which one of my daughters gave birth in November to a beautiful baby girl– it finally seemed that they were smiling again, then at 2 1/2 weeks my beautiful little Haitian princess was diagnosed with kapisoform endothelioma (cancer in her pancreas) and we spent the next 2 months pretty much living at Primary Children’s Hospital. They were such good girls and helped out so much so we could do what we needed to for the baby. Sadly our baby died on January 25 2008 and they had to go through a gigantic loss again. These little girls are so sweet and are REALLY good girls and they wanted to see Miley so bad it breaks my heart that I am not going to be able to make that happen for them. Please consider them for your tickets, we would all be eternally greatful.

I would love to win your tickets. My granddaughters live and breath Miley Cyrus and they were so disappointed when the tickets were sold out so fast. I myself would love to go and see the Blue Man Group. Years ago before the Stadium of Fire, my young little family used to sit on the grass at the old Fox Field- when we started it was us and about 20 other people- watching the fire works and having a good time. As the stadium grew more popular the field got so crowded there was no way to have a good time there so we started getting tickets to go inside. Now comes the time when tickets are at a premium and people like us that work hard, but because of life’s circumstances, are really struggling at this time, could never afford to pay the prices people are asking for these tickets. To buy them would mean missing a house payment or not eating and paying any other bills, maybe both depending on the seller and we would never do that.
I would love to see those little girls laughing, singing along (as most little girls they know the words to every song) and loving every minute of being there and having fun.
Everyone has trials and troubles in their life’s and I am sure there are many deserving people out there, but I would be thrilled to be chosen and in turn have the opportunity to thrill my babies in their own right to be able to see Miley (and the fireworks).
Not quite 300 words, but I don’t want to give you a sob story, just want to be considered. Thanks

People honked and laughed as my wife and I walked down the street in our bright orange “USHER” shirts. We felt stupid, but we were quite poor and wanted to attend the Stadium of Fire. That is why we decided to be ushers: We could make a little money and still watch a great show.

We were wrong! We were asked to stand by the gates for the duration of the show, even when no one else needed to enter the stadium. It was hot and we were tired, and the only glimpses of the show that we caught were when “we had to go to the bathroom.”

However, the disappointment from not watching the entertainment paled in comparison to the feeling of unity that was present among those in attendance. They were more kind than those who had honked at us earlier: they thanked us for the work we had done. More importantly, it was incredible to be with thousands of people who love this great country as passionately as we do.

I lived in a third world country for a couple of years. I talked to thousands of people while I was there. Most of them wished that I could somehow help them move to and live in the United States. I was saddened to see children without parents begging for pennies on the filthy streets. Houses were often constructed of wood and metal scraps that could be found in the “dumpster” (which was, unfortunately, a river). The government was corrupt: they had been through 7 different presidents in the last 4 years. Many of those presidents had hoarded as much money as possible before fleeing the country. Little federal assistance was offered to the suffering citizens. It was then that I realized that I am proud to be an American. I am grateful to enjoy the freedoms that I do.

As I look back, I see that my wife and I are not poor at all. Living in such a great nation among kind and loving people is a treasure without measure! I honor those who have sacrificed to make this nation great.

My wife and I would be honored to once again attend the patriotic celebration with our fellow citizens.

Nickname: Tracy

I feel our family deserves to win the Miley Cyrus concert tickets. We live in Northern Nevada, Spring Creek to be exact and we travel every 3 months to Utah for my 14-year-old son’s doctor appointments (he is an insulin dependent diabetic). We always try so hard when we hear of any concert coming to Utah, to purchase tickets, however we always find out about it way too late and they are sold out. The closest concerts to us are Reno(4 hrs), Utah (3.5 hrs) or Las Vegas (7 hrs). My 7-year-old daughter loves Hannah Montana AKA Miley Cyrus and in fact has a HUGE Fathead of her on her wall. We tried for 3 weeks to obtain tickets to her concert in Utah, however once again SOLD OUT. There were tons of tickets on e-bay, etc., but way too expensive for us. I hope you will consider us for your contest. Thank You.

Nickname: Brie

There are many reasons that everyone has written for winning these tickets. I myself am a single mom of three beautiful children. My daughter, 5, is a Hannah Montana fan (so is my 2 year old son for that matter) and I could never dream of affording tickets on my own. But the reason I would like to win these tickets is for my best friend. She is the most generous and loving person I have ever known. My children and I had nowhere to live, and she gave us her whole basement, rent free. She and her husband are foster parents and have adopted a 5 year old with fetal alcohol syndrome. I would love to be able to send her to the stadium of fire and let her have an enjoyable outing with her family.

Nickname: Jen

There are many reasons why I think that I deserve to win the miley cyrus tickets. One of those reasons is so I can bond better with my 12 year old step-daughter. We have been butting heads ever since I married her father. On several occasions I have tried to do things with her but our likes are so different. I know that she likes miley cyrus because she is always listening to a CD that I bought for her last christmas. I also like miley cyrus and I think that is one of the only things that we have in common. We don’t have a lot of money and I know that if I got some free tickets to a miley concert we would both have a lot of fun together and it would help us become just a little bit closer.

The second reason why I deserve Miley cyrus tickets is because I am 26 years old and have never been to a concert of any kind. It would be so fun to go with my step-daughter and my other two daughters who are in love with miley cyrus. It would be a fun girls night out.
The last reason why I deserve these tickets and probably the most common answer to that question is because we do not have extra money at all. I would like to buy tickets so we could go but that could not happen.
In conclusion I would like to say that I work very hard to provide for my family just like many other women out there today. There should be no doubt that I deserve these tickets so we can let go and have the most fun that we have had together. We can forget our differences for at least one night.