Gracie
I was freaking out. So much so I swear I was going to have a panic attack. The thought of being out there in front of everyone to get my diploma was enough to make me feel sick. I just need to keep telling myself it would only be for a minute. I was currently in the girl’s bathroom, on the floor with my head over the toilet. Luckily, I hadn’t put my cap and gown on yet. But, I needed to get a grip of myself. The last thing I wanted was to end up being sick on stage, that would be embarrassing, and I would never live it down.
“Gracie, sweetie, are you OK” I heard Melissa ask from outside the stall door.
“Yes, I am just very nervous,” I said as I got to my feet and opened the door.
“You will be fine, and we will all be right there, watching,” she smiled, “You got this! N
