At acting the play Was Once Upon A Mattress. It was the opening night.  I was the king. I was so scared. I didn’t want to mess up and have a bunch of people laughing at me. With a fake robe and bad makeup it could happen. I had to bunch up next to a pink fluffy dress as I waited for the que. I could hear the squeaky voices.  I would always listen to people and look around. I could hear the intro. It was time. I thought It was all over. I remembered just then I was always shy.

I would always watch people doing things instead of  them watching me.I would watch musicals like Annie. I was 8 when I saw Annie. I was part of the big Audience. I  wasn’t ever planning on being an actress. The ontro was starting. Once the play ended I thought it might be fun. So we did a production of Annie. I finally beat my fear The first play I felt so scared I didn’t want to be on the stage. I saw the Audience My heart was beating. I didnt  want to be the center  of attention for Annie.

After Annie I felt amazing. I was done I was so shocked.I got a cookie that was yummy.  People were clapping. I could see big smiles. There were flowers so beautiful. That was the day my fear was no more.

The lights went out. I can’t quit now. I’ve got to go out. I’m the king. I heard the taps on the floor. I felt wind as my friends rush out. Everyone looked scared. So I decided it was time. I ran out on to the dark and slippery  floor. I got on the black box that was  a fake throne .I could see little eyes staring into my very soul. The music began…

I finished the  show. It felt so good to be done.At the top of my head I just realised that I have got a second play after this. Before the next play we get pizza. That would have made me feel better but the pizza was bad. It felt like a crumbly piece of pizza that was so cheesy and sticky it could pull my teeth out. Well, I hate pizza, except for Joe’s Pizza.

We were all getting our horrible makeup on, red and pink and black. YUCK! Everyone looked like rag dolls rubbed all all over in makeup. Again!  We were all getting our makeup on for the next show.Then bossy Steven came and called us over. Steven is a mean old man with bald spot it was like a mirror. He always wears the same color choices. Steven is the kinda guy who would be desperate for money. If he had money he would still act like a dog and beg. The play was about to start, oh no got to run.