The award ceremony was next, and since there were only four people in novice prose, there was a 75% chance I would place. I became excited because it was my first tournament and I felt I had done well with my prose, thanks to my sleep-deprived-zombie-like self. But I could feel the anxiety bubbling in my tummy, tossing and turning like a toddler in bed. The strange mix of food that I stole from people also did not help my cause at all. Sitting in my chair, waiting for them to call novice prose, possibly hearing my name as a winner churned my excited tummy even faster. Just sitting in that chair was killing me slowly. “Next is novice prose.” I heard the award lady call out to the audience. I sat up in my chair and waited. I was waiting for my name to be called. She called the first name for fourth place. It was not mine. My friend turned to me and excited babbled something about me placing something but I was focused on the words the award lady was speaking. The second name called was a boy from another school, obviously still not me. It was now up between my friend and I, both from the same school. I could feel my stomach doing the puke dance inside me, but I was not budging until I knew who …show more content…
I stood up shakily, with a terrified look on my face. The man handing out awards looked uncomfortable with my face when I went up there to accept my trophy. I sat back down as my friend battered me with excitement, but this time i joined in because it was my first tournament and I had gotten a first place, and i was very excited. My stomach had settled for now, but it was not going to be the last I was going to hear from it. The tournament was over and we changed back into our “normal clothes”, or pajamas. The excitement and anxiety had built up to an all time high, but i did not feel a strong urge to throw up. Before we left for home though, we stopped at Taco Bell and Fred Meyers. Thinking that my stomach was calling for food, not trying to get rid of it, a friend and I ran to Fred Meyers to buy the most food we could for the ride home. We bought thirty dollars worth of frosting, pringles, lemonade, and cheese, thinking that would keep us full for the three hours back to