I just wanted to have a little fun today so I tried a little different style than normal.
She began to shake from her insides out, or so it felt. She clasped her now sweaty palms together under her desk and felt as if she could squeeze the very blood out of them if she tried. Her feet seemed glued to the floor and her socks were damp with moisture. It was difficult to get a deep breath so she began to feel lightheaded.
The moment had come, the day of reckoning. Could she do this? Would her trembling legs support her thin frame? If she opened her mouth to speak, would words come? As she stood on shaky limbs a sudden feeling of nausea overwhelmed her. She picked up the lone piece of paper from the desk and gripped it a little too tightly, her damp hands smudging the print.
Eyes wide with fright and all of her senses on edge, she heard a voice that sounded like it was far, far away. “Lilly, did you hear me?” She managed a tremulous nod and began moving forward at a snail’s pace. She felt the eyes upon her as she walked the short distance to the place to which she was being beckoned. The walk seemed to take forever and that was okay with her.
Every part of her longed to run but she had to face this fear. Lilly Underwood was no coward.
When she reached her destination, she stopped, turned and planted her sneaker clad feet, facing the class. It was finally her turn.
She began. My book report is on Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White…….
Daily Prompt: Tremble