Do you know that feeling when suddenly everything turns amazing, no matter how awful your day has been until then? When suddenly the sun seems to shine brighter, the world seems prettier and all worries seem to be forgotten? When you realize there’s people who love you and people who appreciate your hard work and admire you for that? That is the feeling you have on stage getting applause. Spotlights on you, hundreds of people in front of you, cheering. People you’ve made happy with something you’ve worked on for a long time. Sometimes you wish these moments last forever, but a more or less regular person like me gets 5 minutes of that about 10 times a year. Those 50 minutes every year are what I live for. I don’t really care about the rest. The applause and laughter you get are like drugs. They make you happy, give you a buzz and are highly addictive.
I don’t know what other people’s lives are like. Those people, who don’t have any hobbies, nothing that gives them strength, something they like working for. I just know that my life has always been about performing. When I’m not at school, I’m acting or learning lines or something like that. It’s just always been that way. I live in a very small town, so there’s not much else I can do. My town is a bit of a tourist magnet though, being very close to the sea.
My name is Mouna. I know that may be a weird name, but my parents seem to have a thing for weird names. My story started when I was fifteen. I haven’t had much experience in life. I was a rather regular girl, maybe a bit quiet. People wouldn’t notice me walking down the street. Mostly I was just trying to finish school quickly and then finally get away. Far away to some place interesting. I wanted to see the world. Or the stages all around the world. Since my first time on a stage, I knew I didn’t want to do anything else. Act, dance, sing, entertain. Though it hasn’t always been easy. And it took me some time to notice there is something else to live for than that.
