Backstage

An Essay By Libby // 9/12/2017

A crowd noisily gathers in the auditorium, sometimes in large groups, occasionally trickling in one by one. Little do they know what goes on back stage. But if you open the door…

A long hallway filled with children, where neither student nor teacher, but chaos reigns. Little Abbie struggles to tie her shoes, shouting at the top of her lungs. Sounds of “hush” pervade the rooms. Jonny creeps to the door and peeks out—a hand quickly shuts it before he reveals himself. Gabe walks the hallways, telling people to be quiet, but making as much noise as anyone else. Two girls sit giggling nervously and practicing their lines to each other.

Everyone is tense, every muscle strained, every heart beating wildly. There's a hundred people waiting out there and they came to see you. And not just to see you, but to see you do a Good Job!

Miss Bonnie and Mrs. Day do a quick run-through with each other, walk the halls once more to shush...

And then…

The music starts.

We’re on.

Comments

Aaaagggghhhh I love and miss

Aaaagggghhhh I love and miss the thrill of being on stage so much. Is this for a play? It sounds like a play. I loved doing plays. :P You capture the excitement, the mood, so well! :)

Hannah D. | Wed, 09/20/2017

"Reason itself is a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all." - G. K. Chesterton

Yes! This is for a play.

Yes! This is for a play. I'm so glad to find someone else who loves them!

Libby | Wed, 09/20/2017

"Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening,' and then proceed to tell you why it isn’t."

"Oh, I'm sorry...did the middle of my sentence interrupt the beginning of yours?"

"God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble."

Wow. You definitely captured

Wow. You definitely captured feelings I felt when I was in drama. How I loved it! And this was very well done. Thank you for posting it!

Madalyn Clare | Wed, 09/20/2017

"To live is to love with the passion of a thousand stars. To love is to live despite the pain of a thousand scars. Anything in between is a passing shadow." ~Michael Joseph Murano

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