Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2015 6:20:34 GMT
It was Friday. That meant people were partying, people were studying, and the theatre had open mic night. Dami wasn't well known so parties were out of the picture, she had nothing to study for, and that left one thing. Dami's cello case weighed on her back and it felt like the heaviest backpack in the world, which it basically was. She opened the theatre doors and signed herself up for a spot to play. She was led backstage and she went over her song in her mind. She would be playing Ave Maria and although it wasn't the flashiest piece Dami had she always enjoyed it. Dami unpacked her cello as she got closer to her time to play. Lots of people on stage were singing or reading poems. One person did a dance. Somebody presented a soulful monologue. It was a mamalgum of different people presenting different thing. Then, finally, Dami was up.
It should have been nerve wracking, but it wasn't. She didn't feel worried that she would mess up, or that everybody would laugh at her. She just focused on the cello and the song she played. She sat down centre stage and tapped her heel silently on the ground to the beat in her mind, then, she began. She closed her eyes sometime over the course of the song and she felt like she was nowhere. Cello felt like home home and she sounded as good as she felt. Dami finished with a smile and got a round of applause. She left the stage and sat next to her case. She breathed a sigh, not believing how wonderful it felt to play cello. Her father would be proud.