A Story A Day. Story 323 of 365: Attention.

It was her big moment, all the sacrifice she had gone through during those years, all that effort would end up in that moment. She was about to perform for the first time at a major event. She was old for that in comparison to her peers, but life had treated her that way and she never had all the opportunities. That night she would be able to forget about it. She looked into the mirror and fixed some stray hairs, made sure her make up was perfect, and awaited for the call to the stage. 

Her hands sweated, her legs itched under the tights. She started biting her nails just to remember she hadn't done that in a long time. She breathed in and out, telling herself it would be okay, but there was an uneasiness inside her that wouldn't leave. Someone knocked on the door shouting for her to be on stage in five minutes. She checked herself on the mirror once again, and reached for the doorknob. As she did a chill went through her spine. Was she forgetting something? She knew she didn't, but there was something in her mind bugging her. 

She carried that feeling to the stage, as she got into position behind the curtains. She counted the seconds before her big moment. Suddenly light was flooding the stage, hundreds of eyes staring at her. The music started, and as it did the audience started gasping. Something was wrong. A shadow passed by the corner of her eye. It was a man. Not a man, it was her boyfriend who promtly went down to one knee in front of her. She stared at him horrified. 

-Will you marry me? 

-No! You've ruined everything!- she shouted before running away in tears.