This is it.
We were now standing from the other side of the stage waiting for the performers before us to finish, and my hands were literally shaking. I sighed and felt my vision get a little blurry. Someone suddenly held me by the shoulder and when I turned around, I saw Mark standing behind me with an encouraging smile. It’s not like someone would actually do that to me except him.
“You’ll do great. Stop being so nervous.”
I gulped, even more pressured now that he said that.
“You’re more than what you are and you just have to believe in yourself and have fun. Nothing and no one can ever beat that passion you have for dancing.”
For a moment, I didn’t get what he was trying to say, but after realizing everything he said… the more it made sense to me. He was right. I shouldn’t let the
