I lay on the chair until mam called out for me. I went backstage . Now I feel nervous. It became even more challenging because my performance was just after Samuel Kriz's live performance.
I stepped on the stage. As soon as I reached the centre, I was attacked.
People started gossiping,"Who wants to listen to this chubby girl's singing? Samuel Kriz once more! Once more! "
Their petition continued as if they were ready to criticise me. It felt extremely bad. This reminded me of my school incident because of which I had left music. People were bought by my once good friend now no more. She backstabbed me the moment I started to stretch my wings. Completely betrayed. I have long forgotten it but today the part where I was affected got another cut and I started to ooze my pain again.
