Personal Narrative: My Second Recital
My Second recital- “Juana are you almost ready” I heard my mom call from outside the bathroom door. I fell asleep in the shower again. I only had 35 minutes to get ready for my recital. To make things worse I had just got moved up to a more experienced class with 2 people instead of 5. Over the last year me and those girls had become really close even though I only saw them 3 times a week sometimes 2 but in that short time period we learned to trust each other and were happy for others success. In my new class there were 2 girls who had felt that same feeling for 5 years so they were actually best friends. They weren’t very happy with me joining in so they were really mean to me so I didn’t want to be there as much as I did before. I got ready
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Before I got out the car so my parents could find parking I realised that I need to change my shoes so I did it really quickly and ran inside I found the two of them and said hi but they just stared at me like I was a foreign object “So rude.” I thought to myself and continued to the makeup room. After I finished I went into the dressing rooms and it was full of high schoolers I was only in 6th grade! I felt so out of place so I just sat in the corner and tried to remember my acrobatic dance. Performance number 11 is up I heard one of the older girls call. I was number 13 so I walked out of the room and waited in a line for number 11 to finish. My stomach kept doing all these twists and turns and It felt like no oxygen was running to my brain so I sat down and closed my eyes. That made me feel a lot worse because once on stage I forgot my dance I’ve practiced it over a hundred times how can I forget it now. I decided to watch the other girls and as soon as they did a cartwheel I did a cartwheel then I went down in a split and the crowd oohed and ahhed. I walked into the middle for my solo a trick and I saw them standing there with smirks on their faces because they weren’t supportive of me and they thought that there was no way in the world that I could do a
Before I got out the car so my parents could find parking I realised that I need to change my shoes so I did it really quickly and ran inside I found the two of them and said hi but they just stared at me like I was a foreign object “So rude.” I thought to myself and continued to the makeup room. After I finished I went into the dressing rooms and it was full of high schoolers I was only in 6th grade! I felt so out of place so I just sat in the corner and tried to remember my acrobatic dance. Performance number 11 is up I heard one of the older girls call. I was number 13 so I walked out of the room and waited in a line for number 11 to finish. My stomach kept doing all these twists and turns and It felt like no oxygen was running to my brain so I sat down and closed my eyes. That made me feel a lot worse because once on stage I forgot my dance I’ve practiced it over a hundred times how can I forget it now. I decided to watch the other girls and as soon as they did a cartwheel I did a cartwheel then I went down in a split and the crowd oohed and ahhed. I walked into the middle for my solo a trick and I saw them standing there with smirks on their faces because they weren’t supportive of me and they thought that there was no way in the world that I could do a