HOPE IS THE ONLY THING STRONGER THAN FEAR

                                 HOPE IS THE ONLY THING STRONGER THAN FEAR
Fear.Humiliation.Dissapointment.

A wave of these emotions surged through me as I stood quivering on the stage in front of a hundred students and a bunch of teachers. Fire- is- it could-burnt- fire of enemity... I had hopelessly stuttered, my mind going more blank each passing moment. It was like a device switching off due to lack of battery and no matter how many times you click on it for it to start it won't budge. One minute had never felt so long. I had been given the topic fire. I could have spoken from a simple story about a house catching fire to the feeling warmth and security fire provides to those who are cold and shivering. It couldn't have got easier than that. I had been given one minute to think and one minute to speak on my topic. One minute might seem like a short time to think of ideas but as I stood there wishing for time to pass I realised that so much could be done in just a span of sixty seconds. Not being able to take it anymore I remember running out of the hall in front of the entire student body with tears brimming in my eyes. I felt stupid. If I had spent my time wisely instead of listening to what my teammates wanted me to say, I wouldn't have made such a fool of myself. But the damage was already done. From that day I promised myself to never get on the stage again.Two years passed and I was being succesfully loyal to my promise when something extraordinary happened.

The event I absolutely despised was happening again and they required one student from each house. I happily took a leave on the day of the audition ensuring that I had no chance to enter whatsoever. The next day I happily skipped to school with no knowledge of what I was about to get myself into. Before I knew it I was being dragged into the audition room. " I don't want to do this! I was crying but no one payed heed to my miseries. I did the audition terribly. I stuttered even when I knew what to speak just so I could get out of this. The last thing I expected was for my teacher to scream 'you're selected!'
On the day of the competition I stood near the stage awaiting my turn for something I had been involuntarily dragged into without my consent. I had practiced to the best I could but that did not prevent the constant shaking of my leg. I had got the topic 'A celebrity ghost you would like to invite to dinner.' I stood  there for a fleeting moment trying to calm my racing heart and mind. And then suddenly it all clicked into place.  Alan Rickman. Professor Snape. Harry Potter. I had just go the best idea ever.A smile spread across my lips as my potterhead brain sparkled with ideas. And for the first time in forever, I felt confident. I remember winning the first prize that day and surprising everyone including myself.  That fateful day I realized that my life is a book that I'm writing and nobody likes to read a book without drama. Nobody expects you to never fall, they expect you to fall, get back up and come back stronger than ever. Also it doesn't always take ages for genius ideas that lead to new discoveries, sometimes all it takes is a span of sixty seconds.