Friday, June 27, 2008

Terror

I can't breathe. My mind is blank.

My heart is racing. I feel it thudding against my chest, trying to escape.

My stomach is churning. I think I'm going to throw up.

I frantically gulp oxygen. I need air.

"The next speaker tonight is .... "

I feel hands push against my back.

"Go on, that's you"
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5 comments:

Lori said...

LOL!! Oh boy, do I know that feeling well. I'm a singing at our church and I have to say I feel that way almost everytime I sing. The sad thing is, I've been singing for 20 years.

7:47 am
Jackie said...

G.R.E.A.T. Flash 55!!

I know you're speaking from experience, but *I Promise*, it will get easier!!

(and, by the way, I was beginning to get a little worried about you!!)

8:04 am
Jellyhead said...

Oh my goodness, you can't leave us hanging like that! How did it GO?!

You must be so proud of yourself to be overcoming your fears so bravely (I always say that true bravery is when you are terrified but you face your fears anyway).

Congratulations!

11:48 am
thethinker said...

I definitely know that feeling. The feeling that you can actually enjoy is the one that comes after it's over and you realize that it wasn't as bad or as scary as you thought it would be.

4:19 pm
Evalinn said...

Nice one! :-)

2:19 am

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