By: Reena Wang

It was a cold, damp, foggy day

the dampness stuck to my arms like honey

I rushed into a loud, noisy building

People were frantically running around

I reached a dressing room where I found my friend

We looked at each other both nervous and excited

I stretched and tried to stay calm,

but thoughts were racing through my head

My teacher came over and called my group to line up

I waited for the signal to head backstage

When I heard the sign,

I walked into a dark, spacious area

Distant sounds of soft and sweet music filled the air

I had butterflies in my stomach and my palms were sweaty

I rubbed my hands against my sharp, rough, sequined dress

As I went onstage,

All my worries and troubles melted away

It ended with a burst of applause that made me smile

As I walked outside, I looked up at a bright, sunny day