The time came, everyone was entering the hall. I sat there with my hands moulded into a ball. My adrenaline had kicked in. It was time. The person sitting next to me rang the bell. Beads of sweat ran down my face as the footsteps of Mr Johnston became louder as the seconds passed. I went up to the microphone and the first word was said in horror. My mind was going threw a lot of worries. After I spoke, a part of my horror flew away and a little part of confidence came into my body. As I was speaking more and more confidently. I felt like all the horror that was caged inside my body has escaped and the confidence was flowing throughout my body.
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