Presentation Anxiety

Creative Writing Student 2020

Her heart was racing

As she walked 

the 

walk 

of shame

Up to the board to present.

Her teeth chatter not because of the cold

But because of the pressure around her.

 

Her surroundings were 

blur.

And all she saw,

Other than 25 pairs of eyes,

Was her note cards.

With bulleted notes she knew by heart

And topics she had rehearsed

Had 

escaped 

her mind.

 

She stood there,

With a blank stare

And a blank mind.

As the notecards continued to shake,

Until she said her first word.