We're on stage and try as I might, I can't recall my lines. In fact, I don't remember rehearsing. I don't remember how I got my part. I don't remember how I got here on stage. I don't remember being an actor at all. I'm so disappointed in myself. How did I let something like this slip me by? How can I not have memorized a bunch of lines?
The extra beside me hands me a script. I'm so relieved but as I stare at it closely, I realize I can't read the words.
"I can't read it," I tell him.
He scoffs. He hates me, I can tell.
The lights go on, the curtain goes up and there's so much applause for me. Everyone's looking at me. The spotlight is on me.
There's so much panic deep down in my heart.
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