A Memorable Occasion in my Life- Personal Narrative
Looking around the blacked-out glass door and past the curtains, I
caught a glimpse of the school hall. It had been totally transformed
from its usual every day state. There were rows and rows of chairs
filling the hall with a large carpeted stage at the very front against
a backdrop image of a grand castle in the night’s sky with twinkling
lights acting as stars. I could hear the idle chat of the parents as
they began filing into the hall and choosing what they thought to be a
good view of the stage, ensuring that they would be able to see their
children from the best possible angle.
Behind me, a surge of people were rushing around, fiddling with
costumes and putting the finishing touches to the girls’ makeup. Panic
had started to infiltrate the backstage area. Everyone was on tender
hooks and extremely nervous. I had never really felt like this before,
it was a totally new feeling for me to be experiencing.
People would keep asking if I was alright and if I was ready for the
events of tonight. All I could do was stand there, nod my head slowly
and silently, and look at my shuffling feet whilst my teacher
continued smoothing down my dress and brushing my knotty hair off of
my make up clogged face. I could feel my revolting, itchy woollen
black tights sticking to my clammy legs as I began to heat up and for
the first time, the pressure of the evening had started to get to me.
It was at this point that I fully understood the expression of having
butterflies in your stomach. A wave of nausea swept over me.
My deep blue scruffy dress came down to just above my knees. As I was
staring at my feet and cursing who ever created plimsolls under my
breath, I could see the tatty hem of my dress fraying and having to
suppress the urge to pick it. So much eye make up was on my eye lids
and lashes that it was a miracle my eyes could stay open for more than
two seconds, even though I had to strain them to be able to see
clearly. Suddenly, the beads around my neck seemed to be ten times as
heavy as before as I was hoping beyond all hope that I could just hide
from all the...