A Stage Made of Dreams

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I had a good childhood, with my mom running a café together with my dad who works as a translator.
That also meant I had grown up around words and languages, not just the native tongue but also other countries.

I was an energetic kid back then, and due to this I was able to stand up against bullying, the same thing that led me to meet and befriend my very best childhood friend up to this day.
At the same time, I had an affinity for music, often trying to listen to music around the world whenever I had free time, as well as writing my very own music.

I was given an acoustic guitar on my birthday when my parents learnt about my passion, and slowly I was able to finally write these feelings of mine into words, into songs which I sang freely.
My classmates back then told me my voice is beautiful, and that made me feel embarrassed even today.

But I had something of a problem, one that made me unable to share this with others.
Whenever I stepped onto a stage in front of many, I used to freeze up, unable to sing in front of many.
From a simple recital of a choir to something like auditions for a slot in an academy, I wasn't able to express myself in front of them.

It was hard, but... I just gave up at that time.
I hid my frustrations from many, getting sour every time the topic was brought up, and soon I regressed towards a life of normalcy, like a basic normal girl, hiding behind her headphones that separated her from reality.
Hearing that my childhood friend was able to enter the art course unlike me soured it even further, but I hid it and instead supported her behind the backstage.

But one person was all it took for everything to turn upside-down.

She has shown me another world behind the curtains, a world that I can express myself into. I shared my frustrations with her even though I just met her recently, and she supported me, allowed me to break free from this shackle, of this curse.

She helped me overcome my fear and made me sing, and to pay her back I joined her antics, pulled people towards us and formed a group of close-knit friends, ones who joined us as we share our passions towards many.

Deep down, however, I knew that I can only sing as long as they're by my side, that I still feel alone even in these moments.
That time, the same friend I once helped from back then finally gave me the means to finally overcome this final hurdle, freeing me from my past regrets.

Together with all of them, we persevered and worked hard to finally stand upon the grand stage all of us wanted to get into, but despite all we did, we still lost.

That's when I finally decided to pay all their support back, as I've decided on our next move: to finally aim for the top, showing that our work isn't all for naught.
When I decided upon that snowy day, they were shocked, but soon shock turned to excitement as we finally agreed to pursue this lofty goal.

Today, we're still not there, still improving ourselves to be the best we can be, so on that day we can stand on that shining stage.

So that one day, I can say that these are my greatest moments, and I'm happy I have shared it with them all.

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So, hello once again.
I now write short one-shot collections primarily now. Crazy, isn't it?

Anyway, this is an expansion of a project that I helped make for academic purposes, and so far I don't know if I'll be able to update this regularly, but I will try.

I will see you all in the next shot, and as always will appreciate a good feedback from readers.
Ciao!

- FutureRing

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