Novel In The Making, Short Stories, And Other Thoughts Too

Her heart was beating fast and loud she could hear it like a drum. Her ears are deaf to the sound of the cheers in front of her as she walked to the center. Her eyes are blinded by the spotlight. She could see movements but it was dim. The only light she could see was on her.

Madonna seemed to forget what she was doing on the stage. The crowd was huge, the people from afar off seemed like an inch from where she stood. The faint light reveals the figures like silhouette. After what seemed ages but was just about a minute (but it was the longest minute she ever knew), she heard the crowd, finally, screaming, “Madonna! Madonna! Madonna! Madonna!” It felt like going to Disney World! She mentally took note to buy disney world tickets when the show is over.