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Here I Go!


Nervous, anticipation, nausea Small room- marley floor, full length reflecting surface, dark Girls, tall, short, fat, skinny, stretching. Clock strikes nine. Here I go! Hot sun blinding me Sweating before my turn. My name yelled from the room. Angry bees buzzing inside of me, Here I go! Three pairs of eyes staring at me, Burning a hole in my soul. Body tense, muscles cramping So confused, Here I go! I’m done, worse day ever. Waiting for the bad news. Now for the real world, what will I do? Nervous, anticipation, nausea Here I go!
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