Masterpiece, Not
(This story is not about the audition, it’s the play)
I had done this before, but for some reason I had stage fright! I peeked through the big velvet curtains to see what I think is around 100- no.. 200 people. It was time, I quietly stepped into the center of the stage where the spotlight shined. My skin glistened under the spotlight. But suddenly while I was about to speak, my memory went blank. It started getting very hot in the freezing room, I was sweating. I wanted to cry, but it was impossible! I could hear my heart pumping out of my chest. The laughs surrounded my head, dancing around. A tear after a tear dropped down on to the floor as I ran backstage. I thought of how tomorrow at school would be the same.
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