My palms are sweaty I can't do it , all negative thoughts are running through my mind. I checked my fabulous outfit in the mirror a final time., I am ready I can do this . I must focus now the red light ,now Amber and finally green the curtains parted and suddenly I am singing the national Anthem in front of her Majesty the Queen..
The orchestra strikes up I open my mouth to sing the first word and nothing comes out a hushed silence falls around the theatre , Then I wake up it had been a dream
I am participating in Saturday centus week 46 if you would like to read more please pop over to see Jenny