Week #44 - Venus

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My heart thumped like thunder, I walked up to the stage. I breathed
slowly but instead let out a croaky noise. My face turned beetroot,
then the crowd erupted with laughter. They’ll regret it, I thought.
I started reciting my poem into the microphone. The judges gazed at
me with awe. I said the last words. Scribble their pens went. I sat down.
That one mistake ruined everything. A few moments passed of them
whispering. A judge stood up ,walked towards the stage then spoke
clearly into the microphone, “The winner is... Amelia Rosebank!”
I knew they would regret laughing.

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