Next Up Klara Myers: A Short Story
My heart pumped and my arms thudded against my side, I could not catch the next bus or I would miss out on public speaking. I made it on the bus but was faced with wild glares at my heavy breathing, red face and sweat patches, I wouldn't blame them, but this speech meant to much to me, maybe a little too much.
“Next up Klara Myers”
“Ok I can do this, what am I kidding I am never going to be able to”
I barely walked up to the stage, my knees buckled underneath me, my whole body was shaking, the normal butterflies I should be feeling were filled with gnarly twisting pains in my stomach. I felt nothing but the ebbing pain of fear fill my head, reality was washed away but overflowed with the thoughts of anxiety. The audience were looking at me with …show more content…
I lay on my bed staring up a the ceiling feeling pity for myself I wandered, I can not be the only person like this, there must be other people like me.
“Exactly, their must be other people like me!”
“ Klara honey, are you ok in there”
“Never better mum”
I pushed the covers off the top of me and dived for my computer. It felt like a little fire had started in my heart, and had a sudden jolt of energy compelling me to do everything. I opened a document, most days an empty page would make me want to procrastinate but right now I could not wait to get started. ‘Do you can trouble speaking on a stage but wish you could speak without fear? Come join speech club before school in M5’
‘Poster sent’
Closing my laptop I just hoped that I would go to school tomorrow morning and speak club would be full, would people even take me seriously?
The door to M5 loomed in front of me, I turned the handle. A group of shy faces flickered my way. I was right, their are other like me. Weeks flew past and every meeting we gained more courage in each other and who we were, realising that none of us were alone. The date came for public
“Next up Klara Myers”
“Ok I can do this, what am I kidding I am never going to be able to”
I barely walked up to the stage, my knees buckled underneath me, my whole body was shaking, the normal butterflies I should be feeling were filled with gnarly twisting pains in my stomach. I felt nothing but the ebbing pain of fear fill my head, reality was washed away but overflowed with the thoughts of anxiety. The audience were looking at me with …show more content…
I lay on my bed staring up a the ceiling feeling pity for myself I wandered, I can not be the only person like this, there must be other people like me.
“Exactly, their must be other people like me!”
“ Klara honey, are you ok in there”
“Never better mum”
I pushed the covers off the top of me and dived for my computer. It felt like a little fire had started in my heart, and had a sudden jolt of energy compelling me to do everything. I opened a document, most days an empty page would make me want to procrastinate but right now I could not wait to get started. ‘Do you can trouble speaking on a stage but wish you could speak without fear? Come join speech club before school in M5’
‘Poster sent’
Closing my laptop I just hoped that I would go to school tomorrow morning and speak club would be full, would people even take me seriously?
The door to M5 loomed in front of me, I turned the handle. A group of shy faces flickered my way. I was right, their are other like me. Weeks flew past and every meeting we gained more courage in each other and who we were, realising that none of us were alone. The date came for public