Fear Definition Essay

Fear. What is fear you might ask? fear is standing on that stage curtains closed hearing all the music around you almost swallowing you whole with all the people rushing by you to get to their places. Fear is hearing the the loud chattering of all the parents and classmates waiting. Waiting for you to make a fool of yourself, judging you and watching your every move waiting for you to mess up even the slightest. Fear is feeling the wet clammyness of your palms and only just getting worse as you hear ‘almost time’ wiping the wetness on your jeans but only for it to come back in just in a short minute. Fear is seeing the curtains start to open staring to see the endless sea of people. Fear is performing to crowds of people and singing

I was having cold feet about me joining of choir just a month before, not wanting to make a fool of myself and being the only one in that class that could not sing. I went to see my friends we all met up at the Atkins pool it was me, Katelyn, Meg and Carly it was time to sit out of the pool for a snack break we all had a popsicle of some sort and a bottle of water with our colorful towels around our shoulders or waist and Meg and Carly started to talk about choir and how much fun it will be, but I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t know if I wanted to be in it anymore. I asked Katelyn if she was joining too but she said she couldn’t because she was already in band and basketball, we couldn't have more than two extras, then after that little chat we went back to

My friends Meg and Carly again just so excited to go and sing but again with me not so much, I didn’t want to embarrass myself. We just got done practicing I could hear the people start to feel up the room, I could hear their chattering and their laughing all I could be thinking of was how that laughter would be laughing at me. My palms got sweaty and sticky like your skin does when you just got done running a hard race. I wiped them on my pants only for that feeling to come back again the wetness on them again. My Choir teacher told us to just look at him so I took my eyes off of the crowd, the music started to play I licked my lips and started to sing. After a while i started to get used to all of the stares and got into the music, I actually had fun singing. When the music came to a stop and the curtains closed our teacher told us he was very happy and proud of us and it brought a big smile to my