The Performance

The Performance

A Story by Alice
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Just a thing.

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Standing onstage, I sweat slightly under the bright lights in my red dress. I stare off into the distance as my band director chatters to the audience about what an advanced choir we are. I zone out.


I start to think that I see my mom in the audience. “Mom?” I say to the dark shadow in the far corner.


“Mom?”


The reassurance slips away quickly off the seats and laughs. My only sole comfort.


“You ready?”


Zoom back out. I am in the school theater. My band teacher looks at us with a bright smile as he plays the pickup notes to the song.


“Ready?”


I brace for impact, and I watch as he waves his hand for the pickup.

I open my mouth and sing my notes.

The audience claps.

I go home.


I open the door and say, “Mom?”

She responds, “Yes?”


Looks like she wasn’t at my concert after all.

© 2016 Alice


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Added on March 4, 2016
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Tags: concert, shadow, impact, reassurance, mom, band

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