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- Story Listed as: True Life For Teens
- Theme: Drama / Human Interest
- Subject: Personal Growth / Achievement
- Published: 10/22/2023
Have you ever felt the need to swiftly grab a pen and start writing your thoughts on a piece of paper? The scent of dark blue which is being splashed on a list. Words – beautiful and mesmerizing. But you know what is better than putting your imagination somewhere? Let it be heard (whispers). Build the confidence to show the world your skills and in my case win the competition for the best novelist.
So this is a small tournament that is organized by my school annually which sorts of tries to demonstrate the creative writing as well as the vivid imagination of my peers. Since I had a burning passion for writing ever since I was a kid, I decided to try my chances and see if I could win this race.
And if I win (coughs) I am sorry, WHEN I win, I will finally prove to my parents that writing is not a waste of time. You know this kind of stereotypical parents who are like ‘’My kid would turn out to be such a fantastical lawyer’’ (female voice), ‘’Don’t be silly Martha, he was destined to become a doctor’’(male voice). Of course, when someone with more skills in the field of arts share their dreams with those kind of parents might just expect to receive on simple ‘’Wait is that even a real job these days?’’.
(a sound from a notification) Wait is this what I am thinking about? I quickly looked around the room to see where I had left my phone and after spotting it; I jumped off my bed and started scrolling through my emails until I found the name of the organization.
(he is closing his eyes) Okay, this is the moment. You know the spot is yours so just open your eyes, glance at that email, and scream out of the top of your lungs. (he tries but closes his eyes again) Ahhh I can’t do it. No, you got it. As I looked at the email, my eyes were wandering to notice the line “Congratulations. It is a great pleasure to inform you that…’’. However, there was no such thing in the email.
I was not accepted. I overestimated my abilities. On the next day, I tried my best to go under the radar. I still have not told my parents that (swallows) I lost the contest. Perhaps I first wanted to find out who the winner was. After a sleepless night in which names were running through my mind and I was asking myself the question repeatedly ‘’who is better than I am? I thought that no one could beat me in what I love to do.’’ Well, I guess I was clearly wrong.
As I approached my school I tried to be invisible because I didn’t want to be seen in the eyes of the other school kids as a failure. Well, if I have to be honest, I don’t think that anyone would bother to even check who won the event except for the students who participated in it. Looking down at the corridor my eyes stared at Stacy Williams. My school rival since first grade. Could she be the one who won the tournament? I started walking sneakily but at the same time quickly because I obviously wasn’t fond of the idea of letting her see me in this condition.
As I walked past her I accidently eavesdropped something that her best friend Monika said ‘’I knew you would win this’’. After this sentence, I couldn’t bear to listen in my geography class. I was just contemplating out of the window, looking at the dark clouds which could be said to be a reflection of my soul.
Just all dark and empty and… (a rumbling sound) What was that? It was something like… (again). I straightened my head looking at my classmates and the teacher whose faces started blurring and when I looked back at my desk my pen was gone and I couldn’t read a single line from the text and…
I opened my eyes. At first, I remembered dreaming something but my head was a mess and ohh God, I had a headache. My alarm was still playing so I turned it off and went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. After that, I went back to my room and when I spotted my phone, everything came into place.
The email. If… If this was a dream, then I still didn’t know if I had actually lost the competition. But wasn’t this nightmare a sign pointing out that I wasn’t going to be accepted? That all of my efforts were actually in vain and that I wasn’t good enough. You know what… I shouldn't care actually. I am not gonna let a stupid competition decide my future.
I am gonna do it myself because I know even if I don’t win this doesn’t matter. I can win on the next one or even at a better tournament. The important thing is to straighten my head and face my challenges without losing hope when everything seems hopeless.
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