Audience

by Harshita Das aged 11

Audience
My heart beat fast
Slowly expanding
To break apart my ribcage
Each breath was painful
Like breathing cold air
My wobbling knees
Threatened to give out
My eyesight blurred
With black spots
Somehow
I faced up
And looked at the audience
Expectant looks
Then it went like a dream
I didn’t forget a line
Though distracted
My mouth did a painful twist
As I looked at them again
After I was done
Silence
Something had gone wrong
And then the most beautiful sound
Millions clapped
I hid my face
Blushing
And went back

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