2. Stage fright
Oh god help me we were right outside the door now and I seem to have forgotten how to breathe "name" the security guard growle. umm oh god I couldn't remember!! "Rachel,Rachel Rell" Lisa answered for me. "yes" I yelped "that's right! That's my name" The dog lady turned to glare at me one perfectly plucked eyebrow slightly raised and the old man looked as though he were having a heart attack whoops I could feel myself turning redder than a well red thing. "are you alright love" a moustache on legs enquired obviously trying not to laugh. Great, just great so far I was doing brilliantly this is why I don't sing dance or generally breath infront of people if i were him id be laughing at me to. "yes" I muttered I could feel myself choking up. Why was I such an idiot why couldn't I be normal or at the very least dead the security guard muttered something I couldn't hear through my cloud of shame and next thing I knew Lisa was pulling me excitedly through the door and someone i didnt have time to see was pushing a microphone into my hand and I was standing back stage staring blankly at a huge curtain that seemed to stretch forever. Oh god I was going to be majorly sick why was I doing this? " I can't" I said suddenly breaking the silence "Lis I can't please I tried to run away but there was nowhere to go you have to lis said but she looked worried I can't I just can't" I said my legs shaking " but this is your dream" more like nightmate "and I'll be right here I promise" lisa muttered soothingly hey that gave me an idea that just might work.