The contest has been edited to be be simpler and extended to the 12th.
Please keep in mind this babu is still IC but relationships are no longer required.
Please keep in mind this babu is still IC but relationships are no longer required.
bear wrote:June 16th 2017, book 2 entry #67, 506 words
Dear Diary,Today was my first real performance, in front of thousands, including my family. Everything was amazing, I didn't feel nervous about it! Okay maybe not exactly thousands, but it sure felt like it. Especially once I began dancing for my admirers, I swear that my feet didn't touch the ground, and it was just full of pure magic. It was the most incredible feeling I've ever experienced in my entire life. But then everything went from amazing to horribly wrong so quickly after they showed up. I don't know why they just had to show up. Everything would have gone according to plan, but they couldn't help themselves, as per usual, to make my life a living hell. I don't understand it, I don't understand them. Can't they just, not, be in the spotlight for once. Is there something wrong with that? Is it wrong for me to want this? It just feels like every time I have life going good for me, they come along to screw it up again. It's like they have nothing better to do, and follow me around waiting for the perfect moment to sabotage everything I worked so hard for. I just.. I can't believe they would do this to me. I know I never wrote about them before, but they didn't bother me, they didnt... It wasn't anything bad. Not like this. Not this serious. Did they never learn to respect others?! They said it was an accident but it couldn't have been. There was no way that banana peel just accidentally fell onto the stage. The seats were a good few feet from the stage and the stage was raised up from ground level. There was stairs to get to the platform. How could a banana peel just get there? I could have broken my leg, and everyone was staring at me. The best night of my life turned into the worst night of life! And I've never felt so ashamed and worthless, embarrassed, in my entire life until now! Thanks to THEM. My family ended my performance short to take me to the doctors, just to make sure there wasn't any real damage.
But the truth is, this never actually happened. "They" were just my imagination, and I blacked out during my performance. I woke the next day in a hospital of sorts. That was when I was told that I have a Schizophrenia of sorts. It scares me and stresses me out, so I thought it'd make me feel better if I made up a story for what happened when I blacked out. In a way it did. The doctor said I got the sickness from some birth complication and something must have triggered me during the performance. I think if I re-read this, the "they" may actually refer to the illness... Although right now all I honestly care about is if I'll be able to continue dancing or not, because I don't think I'll be able to live without dance in my life.
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