A Play

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my mom signed me up for theater practice. i dont know how im going to read the script for it. "it's just one play", she said. "it'll be fun", she said. i knew she would be wrong. i hate being on stages, she knows that. so it's not gonna be really fun for me.

im not sure what play she signed me up for yet: i'm gonna find out at the place. i think the participants there have a choice on which to choose, but im not currently sure. again, im gonna find out there.

i havent been there yet and im already scared. i dont wanna perform infront of a whole school! of course, the play is gonna be at the end of the year, but still! i can be nervous for something, cant i?!

i really dont wanna meet other people. i mean, i do: Haley was enough, but after she started ignoring me, mom told me i needed new friends. so maybe that would be good. thats what my mom said. really, i dont think i need anyone else. myself is just enough.

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