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Stages

I'm an actress.
I go up on the stage in a few minutes.
I'm nervous, so I'll try it keep it on the surface.
I don't want to steal the other peoples lines in our play or admit I'm jealous of them.
I have a duet scene with somebody in our play.
That's why I'm nervous.
He's my partner for our dancing and singing and for plays.
Our lines our simple to say;
I love you and you love me.
I say 3 words and he says 3.
So when our scene comes on, I don't know why I'm nervous.
I lied.
I DO know why.
Because I don't want to say those lines.
I've acted with him for a month and a half.
And as we walk on to the stage, I have my own 3 stages happening inside of me;
First my stomach drops as if an anchor has been dropped in it.
Then my skin gets all prickly and cold like the second layer of flesh is made of ice.
And the last stage is the worst. My eyes tingle and burn like fire in a dry forest, and my heart explodes.
Then that's when I cry.
He says his line to me.
And I can't repeat it.
The audience waits.
And waits.
You don't love him, I say to myself.
Don't lie with your words.

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