Midnight Special auditions were in the late August of 2016, and the pressure was monumental. The people who made it into Midnight Special were the best of all singers in the school. Therefore, I saw these auditions as a way to prove to myself and others of my talent for singing. I thought of the auditions as a self-discovery, but ended up ripping my soul out-- for a while. My thoughts varied in the spectrum from moderate confidence to torturous worry and fear. The most prominent fear I was facing in this early start of 6th grade was the fear of failure. I have rarely failed at anything, which I thought was success at first. However, when I failed my audition, it led me to believe that failure is never the end of success. Rather, it opens many
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We both walked inside the building, and once we entered, my emotions and memory flew back into my body. Immediately, my senses came back as well, and now the colorless objects looked as radiant as ever. With my mother following behind me, I turned right, walking to the chorus room. I pondered on whether my friend Andrew would make it into Midnight Special, as that was both our goals. Hopefully, I thought to myself. My mother waited outside as I walked inside the chorus room. My glasses reflected the stunning light in the empty room, making them look glossed to perfection. I heard a door close to my right, and jerked my head to the side. However, there was nothing to be worried about; it was just another chorus student trying out for Midnight Special.
“Good luck!” she exclaimed.
“Thank you,” I replied. I was going to need luck, maybe even more than I …show more content…
His eyes glimmered with excitement. I was prepared for what he was going to say, ready to shrug off the reassurement. However, my prediction was incorrect. Instead of him reassuring me that I would make it into Midnight Special, he told me that Midnight Special results were being shown at the end of the day. My fear erupted like lava from a volcano. Worry was all that clouded my brain. The fear of failure developing in my mind grew and grew from that point on. I presumed that it would go away eventually, but I wouldn’t know until I saw the audition results on a piece of paper right outside of the chorus room, with my name under
We both walked inside the building, and once we entered, my emotions and memory flew back into my body. Immediately, my senses came back as well, and now the colorless objects looked as radiant as ever. With my mother following behind me, I turned right, walking to the chorus room. I pondered on whether my friend Andrew would make it into Midnight Special, as that was both our goals. Hopefully, I thought to myself. My mother waited outside as I walked inside the chorus room. My glasses reflected the stunning light in the empty room, making them look glossed to perfection. I heard a door close to my right, and jerked my head to the side. However, there was nothing to be worried about; it was just another chorus student trying out for Midnight Special.
“Good luck!” she exclaimed.
“Thank you,” I replied. I was going to need luck, maybe even more than I …show more content…
His eyes glimmered with excitement. I was prepared for what he was going to say, ready to shrug off the reassurement. However, my prediction was incorrect. Instead of him reassuring me that I would make it into Midnight Special, he told me that Midnight Special results were being shown at the end of the day. My fear erupted like lava from a volcano. Worry was all that clouded my brain. The fear of failure developing in my mind grew and grew from that point on. I presumed that it would go away eventually, but I wouldn’t know until I saw the audition results on a piece of paper right outside of the chorus room, with my name under