Username:: 22tabby
Name:: Dukro (Duke-row)
Gender:: Male
Favorite flower and why (304/500)::
Gladiolus, aka the sword lilies."Dukro, it's your turn to go on."
Dukro nodded and slowly walked onto the stage. Today there had been a talent day for his school and Dukro signed up so he could sing. He wasn't the best, but at the age of thirteen he didn't really know better.
He stared out at the large crowd of people in front of him, his parents sitting in the third row. "H-hello, my name is D-Dukro... I will be singing..." As the music started playing, his excitement to perform ebbed away into terror, practically freezing him in place. A song played behind him, and he tried desperately to carry a tune, but in his own self doubt, every note was either flat or sharp, and he forget an entire line of words.
Once the song was over and he was allowed off stage, Dukro sat in the back and cried until it was over. His parents came to pick him up, carrying a bouquet of beautiful
gladiolus with them. He didn't understand, but his parents said he did wonderfully. He denied it, but was thankful nonetheless.
"Why don't you give a few of these to that girl over there?" His dad said with a smile.
Dukro looked over to find a girl sitting against the wall, crying like he had been. He nodded to his father and took a small bundle of the gladiolus' from the bouquet and gave them to her.
"Every performer is talented enough to be on a stage in front of people. Hey we both did okay." Dukro knew his face was as tear stained as hers, and to his delight, she smiled.
Dukro knew he had just made a best friend that day, and he would never forget the day that tears turned into laughter.
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being a sheep leads to boredom, being a wolf leads to loneliness. one must choose their fate carefully.
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"what i do is temporary, but what i leave behind is forever." - Markiplier
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